Ouch!

[mdlbear]

Did something unpleasant to my right knee during my walk this morning -- right at the farthest point, naturally. I walked back more slowly and it seemed to be OK, but it's hurting pretty badly now. One gin, three asprin, naproxen, and an Ace bandage later it's down to barely tolerable.

What could have been a rather successful day of shopping and errand-running ended up a total downer between a lovely huge roasting pan from Bed Bath and Beyond that proved to be too tall for our oven, and having to pay my astronomical cell phone bill (by credit card) before I was allowed to get an upgrade for the Y.D.'s phone. Yes, I'll try AT&T's customer service anyway. Tomorrow. If I can summon up the nerve and the cope. Most likely, though, my inertia and unwillingness to make a simple phone call will, once again, and up costing me hundreds of dollars.

Out of cope. Out of spoons. Maybe drugs and dinner will help. Maybe in an hour or so I'll be able to fix Colleen's TPN without screwing something up. Yesterday was marginal enough that I'm not too hopeful.

Yeah, I know, it's the depression talking. Say hello to the depression, everybody. I should shut up before it becomes even more obvious that I'm an idiot.