Yesterday was bad

Nothing like deciding to be pretty lazy on a Sunday and not to anything only to end up constantly hurting yourself. Had to do laundry, so as soon as I heard that Larry (the landlord) had been over, I went down with a load to put it in. Decided maybe I should make sure that it looked like the vent had been put back, and hit my head on the stairs. I swear it was hard enough the stairs shook, I'm surprised that Bill (the guy downstairs) didn't come out to see what I was doing. I'm now starting to wonder if I hit it harder than I thought, and managed to give myself a concussion. Anyway, I was fine for a while (other than a massive headache that I refused to take drugs for, since I knew what it was from ... I'm weird like that I guess). Nick gets home from work, and could do nothing right by me (which I did tell him the first time he asked me what was wrong "I don't know, and it's not anything you did, and there's nothing you can do to make it better" ... all night we went through this ... helps the mood so much :)) Before bed, we switched sheets. In the process of me pulling the comforter back up on the bed, I gouged my hand on the bedframe ... so off I go cussing and crying again and here's Nick trying to figure out what's wrong with me now. Get myself cleaned up and bandaged, decide I need chocolate (oh, have I mentioned lately I'm trying to lose weight, so there's like no junk in the house ... not good when you're PMSing or whatever it is I'm doing right now). I have to settle on hot chocolate, so I throw some milk in the microwave. It beeps, I come out to pour it into my cocoa powder ... and it had gone all over the place in the microwave. Just about said Fuck it and went to bed, but the desire for chocolate was too strong. Sat the milk by my cup, mopped the tray up, decided I should probably actually wash it, so went ahead and did that. Then went back to my hot chocolate. Made another nice mess when I tried to pour the milk in the cup ... I gotta say, that was the best hot chocolate I've ever had after all the shit I went through yesterday. I'm pretty sure there was more, but I've blocked it with all the concussion and everything. The one good thing I did (besides laundry) was I went for a walk, gone about 40 minutes or so, walked from our place up to the ER at BryanLGH and back. My goal is that in the near future I'll have the stamina to do that walk to work most everyday.

Hopefully today goes better ... at some point this week I have to get up to employee health because apparently I'm due for my tetanus shot. Maybe I'll have them check me out for a concussion ... or not.