Thursday, November 03, 2005

The end of the week cannot come soon enough

Today wasn’t the best of days.  In fact the beginning of the day was pretty crappy. 
A few months ago, while I was taking a “learn to row” crew class I banged my knees with an oar.  I hit both of them pretty hard but one knee took the brunt of the blow.  Ever since then I have been babying the knee.  When I started taking multiple Belly dance classes again the knee started really acting up.  I went to the Dr. to see what she had to say.  She gave me a list of exercises to do.  I’ve been doing them pretty faithfully for two weeks.  On Sunday, though, I twisted my knee pretty badly.  So I have been limping around on it ever since.
Today I woke up and it was feeling VERY stiff.  I attempted to stretch it out, but it wasn’t helping a whole lot.  So I started my not so wonderful day out by limping up to the bus stop, in the rain.
Right.  So it’s raining.  Stupid Elizabeth doesn’t have her umbrella with her.  So on the way to work she gets drenched.  And I do mean drenched.  I was pretty cold by the time I got to work. 
I tried to look on the bright side and drank some warm tea.  Then came the headache.  I attempted to keep working through it, but it was getting worse.  By the time I got out of my 8:30 meeting I was having serious problems.  I went to meet with a co-worker and she turned off the overhead light in her office.  There was immediate relief from the ache.  I knew then I would have to go home.
So, I shut everything down and gathered up my stuff.  I put on my wet coat and headed out.  I ended up at the bus stop a little early for the next bus.  So I waited, and waited, and it came.  Yeah!  I was on my way home.  Then an odd thought hit me.  Where were my keys? 
Uh, yeah, I left my keys safely locked in my apartment.  So, I immediately got off the bus.  I called up Freeman to tell him the news, he was in a meeting, but he told me where his keys were.  I got off the phone with him just in time to see the bus I needed to get to his office drive by.  Without another bus in sight I started walking.  I missed every bus going in his direction and ended up walking back to his building.  I walked in, cold, wet and hurting, got his keys and ran down to the bus stop.  And watched the bus I now needed drive away. 
So, I got to wait in the cold rain, already cold and wet, for another 30 minutes until the next bus came by. 
I finally got home an hour or so later and crawled into bed.  I’m feeling better now, but it was a rough morning.  I’m so glad tomorrow is Friday.  I am looking forward to the weekend!