Ugh. I have got to stop doing things in the morning before work, I'm going to turn into a real person.
Should've done the diamond dozen but I thought I didn't have time. Turns out I did! Ah well, tomorrow maybe.
Broken table is improving, my shoulders still hurt but my legs less so. Still can't get my heels down in down dog, or anything else for that matter. Planking is better, still have to use my knees to lower but it's less of a struggle.
My hips are a mess. I wore ill-fitting trousers yesterday and they're just bloody agonising today. Didn't hurt too much in my sleep but maybe they were just overpowered by my thrice accursed wisdom tooth. Arg.
So half way through I ran upstairs to start the bath running since I'm in a hurry and our bath takes ages to fill (no, we don't have a shower, I know, shut up). I'm always a bit nervous about bathing while Tom's asleep, the pipes are kinda loud and he had work last night but hey, girl's gotta wash. Anyway started the bath running, back downstairs to carry on. Came up at the end only to find that I hadn't put the plug in properly and all my lovely hot water just drained away.
I hate mornings.
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