So you know that thing last night wherein I was throwing really heavy objects around the apartment because it felt manly and awesome and would make Patty happy?
Been there, done that. *comforts and passes the T3* And then my partner is left going: "You have a chronic pain condition, you MOVE THE TREADMILL as well as the other furniture in the downstairs, and then you wonder why you hurt? I could maybe understand if this was the first time, but it's NOT!" I had such a reputation for that for years that before he left the house -- on days I was feeling bouncy -- he would order, "Don't you touch the furniture."
It's more FUN to do it on your own as a surprise, though. :(
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It's more FUN to do it on your own as a surprise, though. :(
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My body STILL reminds me on occasion.
You think you're OK. HA! Remember that little pull in your shoulder? Your knee? Their baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack.
OW.
Feel better.
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Been there done that. This week, in fact, when I decided to pull an entire FOREST out of Blackthorne.
OW. OW. OW.
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