I took the day off work yesterday to help my sister and nephew move into their new pad. We were at it for nearly eight hours. My arms are so sore today that I very nearly couldn't get my arms around behind me to fasten my bra. I'm amazed I can type.
At least we had a lovely day for it. We moved them into the apartment they are vacating the day Korey Stringer died. That day was not so lovely.
Still, there was something immensely satisfying about finally coming home and taking a shower after a day of physical labor. It was better than the best post-workout shower I've ever taken. And some of those post-workout showers are pretty awesome.
It's so gorgeous outside right now. It's fucking criminal that I have to be inside. I should be at home working on the deck. But no, I have to be in the office. Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating a bit. It's not exactly criminal. Still, I hate wasting a beautiful day like this.
*sigh* Maybe someday I'll be a kept woman.