My hopes were dashed sometime around 10PM last night when I managed to throw out my lower back getting out of the bathtub. You read that right. I was minding my own business, stepping out of the tub and immediately felt a sharp stabbing in my lower right back. So after tossing and turning and cussing my bad luck all night, I'm stuck on the sofa reeking of Icy Hot.
At least the kids are being super helpful and I'm catching up on some much needed blog reading. Now if only I could make a Cadbury chocolate bar magically appear by my side, I'd almost be okay with being laid up.
Day 9: Faceless self portrait