I was dreaming of a nice, hot shower. My muscles were screaming and nothing sounded better.
I finally made it to the shower, I stepped inside and my breath caught in my throat. Owww!!! Why did my shower bite my knee?? I looked down and there was a big owie on my knee.
Today was day 2 of laying flooring. My knees were definitely hurting, but I thought that seemed logical, given that I am not a professional flooring person. And given that Friday I was helping move and went up and down stairs about 30ish times, maybe. By the end of the day, I didn’t cry. But, I was tempted. AND given that last week at ninja, I swung knee first in to a plywood wall.
Oh, and this morning I slipped on the ice and fell smack on my backside. I may have twisted on my way down. It happened so fast, I really don’t know. One minute I was in my vehicle, the next minute I was on my now-bruised bum staring up at the sky.
Anyway, tonight I am thankful that the shower did not actually bite me! And, well after writing all that, I am thankful I can still move, walk, and am still fully mobile! 😁
Momma's Silver Lining 