Remember my prediction yesterday that I'd have a good day?
Not exactly a challenging prediction, so no surprise that I
was right. But I've pushed myself too hard the past couple
of days -- I just woke after fitful sleep interrupted by
various muscle pains, and I feel like crap. So I'll write
how wonderful yesterday was (marred only by my mother's
understandable disappointment at my failure to show up in
the morning, and a late headache) when I'm feeling better.
Because of my failure to make it to breakfast and some
miscommunication / wrong guesses, there's stuff waiting for
me at Mom's house, and I said I'd go out there today.
Fortunately, I'm just expected there sometime today, not
at any particular time, 'cause the way I feel right now
I'm not getting behind the wheel of a car. The way I feel
right now, getting as far as the shower would be a challenge.
So I'm going to either watch or sleep through the Ravens
game (currently tied early in the second quarter
[Steelers went up by a field goal while I was writing this])
and try to gather my strength, and hope I'm up to driving to
Bowie this evening.