Saturday - we woke up bright and early and headed to the church for a work day. This is where Luke continued to remind me that he prays our children do not inherit my manual labor skills. Because when it comes to those skills, I have zero.
I love my job and when it comes to event planning and administration skills I am all about that.
But when it comes to painting, moving furniture, and heavy lifting, I am NOT all about that. I still do the work - but there could be a bit of whining and complaining involved.
Just a little.
But would you believe that I left the work day extremely sore??
And it did not involve any manual labor.
I was standing on a chair that is made for a Kindergartner to sit on. As I was standing on the chair I was loudly explaining to Luke why manual labor is not my thing and he needs to get over it, or else there will be some problems down the road. And during this explaining I may or may not have been flailing my arms, the next thing I know the chair slipped out from under my feet and I was laying on my back on the chair that was now upside down.
My entire life flashed before my eyes.
I now have a fear of teeny tiny chairs. Those things are deadly.
Do Not Stand On Them.
So now my back hurts, my neck hurts from whiplash and my entire butt is bruised.
I never realized how much my butt jiggled until it was bruised. And let me tell you, it jiggles a whole lot. Every step is like a stabbing knife pain.
Sunday I spent the day cleaning my apartment with.....My new Vacuum!!!! I didn't get the Dyson,) I just couldn't spend the money. I know, I am all talk and no action.
So I went for a less expensive, but still great vacuum. The sales man told me that it would get deep down in the carpet and get out all the junk and it would help my allergies. It is possible he was just trying to make a sale, but it worked.
This is me vacuuming. I always pose like this while vacuuming. And looking at this picture my butt looks bigger - I blame the tiny chair completely. bruises=swelling.
My BFFAPRWIMAALM (best friend forever and former roommate who is moving away and leaving me) is over and we ate some AMAZING crock pot coney's courtesy of Mimi and now we are working on wedding stuff. I am so thankful to be helping somebody else on their wedding and not planning my own. Those were some stressful days.
Cute Tambra with her wedding materials. Don't let that smile fool you, she means business.
Time to get back to helping Tamba.