So, a couple weeks ago, while leaving my 1st therapy appointment, I slipped on the ice that had completely covered the stairs and side walk. If it wasn't so damn painful, it would have been hilarious because I am positive that my arms flailing and feet shooting out from under me would have looked like some perfectly conducted stunt for some awesome movie. Alas, there were no camera's (thank the gods) and I was alone in falling hard right on my ass.
My Ass Still Hurts
Its not my tail bone (coccyx) so much as the top part of my butt cheeks. So every time I bend over, lift something (read: dying couch) or move in certain ways (ie: walking, sitting, getting up from lying down) my ass reminds me of how talented I am in painful yet loving ways. Walking has helped a bit. I will be happy when my ass decides it's done acting the part and goes back to its normal ass-self.
In other news...
I had totally forgotten about my 2 online classes that I was taking. You know between the Life Changer, The Flu from Hades and just attempting to be somewhat normal, I completely missed taking my finals. Opps. Thankfully, if I do have to pay for these particular courses, it won't be that expensive. (They were paid through a grant type of thing). I called my school, local community college for me, and left a vm to ask if it's ok it I take my online finals now (this was yesterday) 3 days late. Well, I took them anyways. Passed and pdf'd the certificates. Hopefully everything works out. If not, well blah. It is what it is.
I am almost done reading Beyond the Highland Mist by Karen Marie Moning. It's not a bad read, again an easy romantic story with no hard core plots. Ohhh, I have this thick book waiting for me by Michelle Sagara West, but I must read my library books first. A lot of the library books I have are from around the state so I can't renew them and keep them a little bit longer. Which sort of sucks, but at the same time I am able to read books I wouldn't have been able to, for free. In the meantime, I am still updating my Goodreads account with the date of each book I've read. I have over 1,000 books listed (which, btw, is still not all of them) so I am doing that in segments when I have time. Since I don't really remember most dates I've read a book (ok, for any romance or paranormal romance the date will be starting after August of 2009, so that's a bit closer) I am basically taking approximately 10 days from the date the book was published, or some time frame from around when it was published. I know that for my favorite authors, this is pretty accurate because I stay on top of them. For my not top favorite authors, well, it's a small lie. Especially considering how much I read.
Also: if I had a perfect job, having someone pay me to read books would be absolutely ideal.
Lastly, they are doing construction about 10 feet from where I sit at work. LOUD construction, because they are putting in an elevator. I think that if my ear drums start bleeding, that would be a good enough reason to work from home, or something. I'd sit at Panera Bread and work from there. Or even the cafeteria here. Because, seriously, I am going to end up with another migraine shortly.