How to get a weekend off...
...without even trying!
Step One: BF gives you a starbucks gift card cause like, you're cool and he loves you or something.
Step Two: You finally go to Starbucks before work.
Step Three: You get a frappawhateverno and a yummy muffin.
Step Four: You leave.
Step Five: You step yourself right off the curb outside the store into a storm drain, sprain your ankle, tear some ligaments, rip a tendon, and viola! Instant free and easy weekend WITH, I might add, painkillers! *giggle*
It's actually rather unfortunate as there were some things I was looking forward to doing this weekend, but I suppose nothing that couldn't be done another time. *sigh* I thought maybe I'd rest up tomorrow and still be able to play tennis on Sunday but the whole 'everything in your foot is torn' deal is putting a damper on that idea.
Now we must find entertainment.
A hamster ball would be good. Heaven knows I need something to keep me out of trouble. Although knowing me I'd roll that sucker right down the nearest staircase, out the door, and into traffic. Yes I am that bad. Didn't have a boyfriend in college who swore I could hurt myself on command for nothing. :P
And awww about the ankle, it sucks big time being hurt there, believe me I know all to well.
Naturally I'm not wearing a damn brace for the next several months... because how the heck can I play tennis in a brace? Silly orthopedists.
I twisted it again walking my dog today and now it's all swollen again. *mutter*
geez, ginnie's right - at this rate it wil be traction!
Why, I myself...
*claps hand over mouth*
Shut up self, shut up self!
I believe she enjoys the abuse