Muhahahahahaha

That's what my muscles said about 5am this morning when they woke me from a deep dream to laugh at me, mock me and otherwise remind me that doing all of first and a bunch of dropbacks probably wasn't the smartest thing I've ever done. Why is it that I always swear I'll go slow and then I just bingo bango decide I can do what took me 5 years to get through originally.

Talk about learning the same lesson over and over.

My alarm went off at 6am for practice... but I literally thought I might break in half when I put one foot down on the floor. So I didn't go. I called today a Walk Like You Have Sticks For Legs and remind yourself of the years of practice that took discipline. It's the discipline we are looking for.

Instead I had a wonderfully great day...

The Tax Man had great news! Thanks to owning my own business and then taking the cut in pay. I paid more taxes than normal and we only owe a single paycheck instead of like 6. I am so very happy about this.

On top of that, I haven't blogged about the scare with my mom... and the MRI and biopsy that had to get performed this week. It was really just a bit too scary for me to think on so I tried not to. I was really internally upset by it but I just didn't want to acknowledge it. Today was the biopsy and, while we won't have the pathology back until Friday, the doctor seemed to feel much better after she did than after the MRI.

ATTENTION CIODUDE:

Attention, are you listening... you will be so proud my East Coast Dad...

Tomorrow I am taking the ENTIRE day off of work. Not only am I taking the ENTIRE day off of work but I am going to do things FOR ME.