I have spent most of the day in bed with my coupon box and sales flyers and a heating pad. And cats. And Mt. Dew. And a couple of books. Not a bad way to spend the day, but everytime I had to get up I grunted and groaned a bit. I probably should have been in motion a bit more, but it's a rainy, colder day out there and I don't want to go. Anywhere. So there. I can't carry in the boxes of books I bought yesterday at the C'dale library book sale. Karen's nephew Bryce went with us to the sale and carted out the bags as we filled them and put them into boxes. He was half asleep, but he got 'er done. Bless his heart.
I can't sort through the boxes I have in here because I can't move any of them. No auctions going up tonight.
Okay, I am pouting. Jon would say, stretch your hamstrings! Build up your core! I will, next week.