I feel like....Well... Like my uterus is trying to escape away. Maybe run to Vegas and pursue a career as a dancer, before it decides to settle down and have some babies.
I don't know. It just hurts.
So, I called in sick, and I'm going to lay on the couch with a heating pad. Instead of cleaning. Which is what I should really be doing. Maybe when the muscle relaxers kick in.
Well, at least I should get some knitting done. I've got one sleeve left to go on the baby sweater. Sizzle is whizzing along nicely. I'm on the decrease section on the front, I think I have about 3 more to go.
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