I woke up this morning with ‘Barbie Girl’ by Aqua stuck in my head. It should have been a sign to keep my ass in bed. But I’m a good little worker, so I hauled myself up and out of the house and off to work.
By 8:15 I was downing Advil to try and fight off the migraine I felt coming on. Didn’t work. So now I’m having a day where I try to keep my head very still and avoid talking to people.
I’m also wearing new shoes. Whoever designed the first pair of high heel shoes ought to be slowly tortured into insanity. My feet are used to hiking boots, but they were falling apart and I needed something just a bit dressier for work. Enter the heels, which fit perfectly and felt fine at the store, but shrank and grew invisible thorns on the inside on the ride home. Evil shoes. Plus, as embarrassing as it is to admit this, I don’t really know how to walk in heels. I didn’t even wear heels to my brother’s wedding. So I’m kinda shuffling around or alternating between stepping from heel to toe and from toe to heel. I’m sure no matter which way I step, I look like an ass.
(If you can’t tell, I’m a wee bit cranky today.)
* Edit @ 3:52pm – Migraine went away (Thank all the gods for Excedrin Migraine is all I can say) and the gym was calling my name, until Dad called me at work. The conversation went something like this:
Dad: Hey Kel, how’s it going? (This alone should have gotten my guard up. Dad NEVER asks that)
Me: Fine, just finishing up for the day.
D: Whatcha doing after work?
M: Oh I’m going to-
D: Come to the house so you can drive me home from Harley Davidson so I can drop off the bike? That’s very kind of you.
M: Actually I was going to go to the gym. Can we drop the bike off after?
D: Come on… just go straight to the house. Spend some time with your darling little sister who you love so very much.
M: *gagging from the sweetness overload* Ok, ok I’ll come right over after work. Pain in the butt.
M: Love you too, bye.
It’s an odd sort of relationship we have, but it works for us. So the gym will have to wait until tomorrow. Probably for the best, my head is still a little achy. Tonight, after I finish transporting my father around, is a relaxation day at home. More on that tonight/tomorrow.
(If you can’t tell, I’ve cheered up quite a bit since this morning.)