Monday 3/11 - Called a radio station and won tickets to a performance - so exciting!
Wednesday - Bought a used Love Sac after bargaining down the price. (Nathan took the old one.)
Friday - Went with a friend to use those free tickets (Calvin Harris in Park City). I've never been to a performance in a club before...it seems the time on the ticket is when the door opens. We spent forever people watching. My friend was getting a cold and feeling worse as we stood around in a room that kept getting hotter and more packed. When she gasped that she couldn't breathe, we moved close to the door. She was a good sport to stick it out that long while feeling lousy, but when the show still hadn't started after 11:30pm, I agreed we could leave. Honestly it was a letdown. I was hoping for a fun night of dancing but since she was sick, we didn't dance, and then we missed the main event. Oh well. Life goes on.
Saturday - Started cleaning up and rearranging the dungeon to put the Love Sac where I wanted. Vacuum overheated and stopped working. I should really see if it's working now.
- Discovered I like birch beer. (No, it's not alcohol - it's soda.)
- Went to my first church singles activity since the divorce. (Grandma - if you're reading this, I'm not looking for a new husband, just some new friends.) Spent a couple hours playing games and chatting with strangers.
Monday - Had a hard day at work and just plain hurt. I came home and for a brief moment turned into one of those crazy people. You know, the ones that say, "I hurt and I'm stressed - let me go for a run to get rid of my pain and clear my mind!" It worked while I was out there. I felt good and let go of the stress. About two seconds after I hit the house, the stabbing pain in my low back and the constant pain between my shoulder blades returned, but now I also had upset lungs, sore feet, and tired legs. I spent about 40 minutes struggling to breathe normally between the pain and the angsty lungs, propped myself against the shower wall to take a shower, and spent the next little while with an ice pack on my throbbing big toes and a hot pack on my chest. But hey, it was fun being one of "those people" while it lasted.