12,836 Days Alive
A lot of little things went wrong today at work. It was frustrating.
My bed frame arrived today. I set it up and got my mattress off the floor. I’m a pumpkin though, completely out of spoons and my pain level is so high I can’t even crochet.
So I’m going to take something for the ow and crawl into bed.
G’night, folks, and take your meds!
Postmark Wonderland 