I'm in a bickering mood, so lets bicker.
I paid for a Flickr pro account, but they made me pay through PayPal, and all but required me to pay via e-check, meaning I have to wait somewhere between 3-8,000 days for it to "clear" before I actually
get my Flickr pro access. Every instant gratification bone in my body aches (which is all of them). On the plus side, some time before we go to Ireland I should have all of our pictures organized into albums and browsing them should seem more familiar.
Speaking of aches, I woke up at 3:30 this morning unable to
get comfortable find a position that didn't cause me agonizing pain. I considered hopping in the bath like I did before my doctors started investigating Spondylitis, but that seemed too wet and like too much work for that hour. Instead I took some Tylenol, contemplated making a Tylenol & Darvocet cocktail but didn't, and did 20 minutes of yoga on our bedroom floor to try to stretch out my back. It's frustrating when stretches that I can do during the day seem all but impossible at night, and worse when I know that accomplishing the stretch would release the tension in my back muscles and let me rest. Finally I remembered that I still had my trusty heating pad dangling over the bed post, so I turned the dial somewhere between the 3rd and 7th rings of Hell and propped myself up on that and a few pillows. Once it started warming up I was in, ironically, Heaven. I could feel the knots in my back untie.
Oh yeah, yoga. Believe it or not it's something that's actually stuck… somewhat. I think I've mentioned that we don't do it as often as we should or could, but we have been doing it, and I do feel the benefit of it. I'm happy to report that I can
touch the floor, with a little bit of effort (every time)! I still feel a little goofy – like you probably would when you first start to do Tai Chi – as we do some of the standing poses. We are both improving our balance, but a little wobbly at times.
There is a mountain of people's leftover Easter chocolate candy, and foot-tall chocolate bunnies in the candy basket at work. So much that it doesn't all fit in the candy basket and some of it is stacked on top of the water cooler. So far I've been able to maintain my self control, but I make no promises.
We did yoga this morning too, and it was the first time we'd gotten up early to do it. I can say without doubt that we're going to have to figure out a way to work it into our evening schedule, because the morning thing isn't going to last. Things might be different once we have kids and we end up getting up at crazy hours anyway, but right now it just feels crazy to throw myself out of bed 45 minutes early to do yoga.
It's definitely helping, though. We have both noticed that our backs feel less tense and – we're still just getting started – are sore in our arms and legs. Megan has always been pretty flexible, so she doesn't have much trouble with the stretches, but I get a nice burn in my hamstrings just reaching down past my knees with my legs locked. I don't exactly yearn for the days when I can sit on the floor and touch my head to my shins, but the mobility that would come along with that would be something I would welcome with open arms.
Tomorrow DadR is coming over to finish up the fan install and get the switches attached to the wall. After that we're babysitting the niece and nephew. I can't wait! I hear D can sit up all on his own now, and maybe, just maybe, C will actually talk to me! If I'm lucky, I'll even get a hug before bed-time. (Note to self:
Bring the camera! Bring the camera! Bring the camera!)
