I called into work this morning, and I lied. Funny thing is that I was sick, but I lied about it.
I said that I was "under the weather", meaning I had a cold, but that was a lie. Let me explain what really happened.
Yesterday, I was working out in the early evening. I normally work out a few days per week, on the ellipticals. I used to call them stair-steppers, but that is so 1990s.
I normally listen to my iPod, but I did not get a chance to charge the battery, so I used the ear buds to listen to what was on the tube. Well, some movie came on, and I started watching it. My elipticals last 30 minutes, but the 1/2-hour workout was not enough time to watch the movie. So I continued to use the machine and watch.
And I continued and continued. Well, during the workout, I had to grab my cell phone and call hubbie, explaining that I was watching a movie. He sort of laughed at me. I mean, it is sort of pitiful, us without cable, me watching some lame movie.
Well, I went home later than I wanted to go home, had eaten something on the way, and went to bed a little earlier than normal.
I woke up the next morning, and I could not move my legs. The alarm went off, and I could not move my legs.
I did not want to call work and say, "I am sorry, I cannot go to work this morning because I cannot move my legs." The translation is normally "I had hot sex all last night and my legs don't work." And that was just not the case. I mean, I was watching a movie, not having sex.
So I lied.
I am told that the only way to feel better is to work my legs. Holy crap, this is a bizarre and topsy-turvy world.
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