Maybe. We went to look at the other duplex today and it was much, much nicer. I love it. It could be a bit larger, but it's got a basement- a finished basement! It's also got a bay window in the living room. I like the possibilities of the bay window. We filled out applications, so basically we're just waiting to see that everything checks out, which I am a bit worried about, since the agreement thing said no outstanding credit balances past due 60 days or more... and I don't currently have any, and haven't, aside from a few medical bills last year or maybe two years ago that kept getting sent directly to collections because some lazy expletive in insurance was, well, lazy. I swear to god, if I get screwed out of living not with my parents because of some piddly little $50 bills that I never even had knowledge of or a chance to pay...
I went swimming tonight. Yes, swimming... on roughly 2 hours of sleep per night over the past few days. It was stupid. I haven't swam in almost a year, and haven't exercised for a couple months, so I don't know what I was thinking when, with already tired muscles, I told myself I should try to swim for 30 minutes. Well, I made it 25 minutes before my arm muscles were so strained, my fingers were spasming and I couldn't quite move them. Also stupid, but the extreme muscle fatigue set in so fast I didn't really know how bad it was until halfway through a lap. So... I did make it home. I almost called someone to drive me back though... and once I got there I couldn't lift my arms enough to close the slats of the blinds or to put a shirt on. Yes, those things do have an unfortunate amount to do with each other. I tried opening the medicine cabinet with my nose. Eventually I iced the muscles a bit, which help the left arm, but not really the right, though the muscles don't feel too explosive anymore, which is great. I finally broke down and took my last dose of tylenol in the house. I don't have money for more pain meds until friday, so I was trying to save it for the morning when it would do more good. I'm almost in too much pain to write, but I need to churn out something for class tomorrow. To give you an idea of the pain? Worst pain I've ever felt, bearing in mind that I've given birth; worse than childbirth. The worst part of the pain lasted longer than childbirth for me, as well, so it's got it beat on both longevity and intensity.
I'll probably go swimming again tomorrow. This time, though, I'll use a kickboard and only work my legs, and maybe add arms back in a few days when they feel less likely to fall completely off. I wonder how much I'm bleeding inside.
Too tired to have thoughts about writing tonight; just tired enough to write some dialogue. *gets on that*
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