So, that was no fun. My back kicked out on Sunday night, and I spent most of Monday high on muscle relaxants and Super Tylenol.
In much less pain today but I’ll still be taking muscle relaxants and super Tylenol.
The plan, insofar as there is a plan, is to camp out in the comfy chair in my office with a pad of paper and a pen so I can sketch in scenes for the WIP.
Groceries will have to wait until tomorrow. And the trash bag can stay in the garage. I may need to call out for lunch, but I can do that.
I need to think about if I really am going to go to Salem on Sunday. I guess tomorrow will tell that tale.
I mostly had Rookie on nurse duty yesterday on the couch. Bedtime, I had both, one on each side, each explaining how it’s all good now. Mom.
That was fine for a couple hours, but then I woke up because I heard what sounded like a cat thumping to the floor down the hall. But both cats were with me.
Unfortunately, Firefly seemed to have heard the same thing and stood up to listen hard. Rookie mumbled a question at her, she answered and jumped down. After a minute, he followed.
I don’t know what happened during their investigations. I went back to sleep. However, this is the second ghost instance in the last 2 weeks.
The first was when I saw Rookie sitting in the command chair looking very relaxed and almost like he was having his chin scrubbled. I got out my camera and he looked at me like he’d never seen me before, jumped down and stalked out of the room.
Now Steve had taken, in the last few months of his life, to sitting in the command chair in the evening, and I kind of wonder if Rook wasn’t, in fact, having his chin scrubbled and I interrupted.
Well.
Time to find something that looks like breakfast.
What’s everybody doing today?