This morning my back is shouting at me. I just flung back the quilt in my normal way - ready to bound out of bed and face another fun-filled day - Oh alright then - what I mean is that I usually lift the quilt and get out of bed quite easily - but this morning? - Not so!!!!
It took me all of about 4 minutes to get my ridiculously aching body out of the pit. There was groaning and gnashing of teeth. A further minute of so to stagger downstairs, and then the exertion of flicking the switch on the kettle was too much and I had to sit down....seriously!! I've had two ibuprofen in a vain attempt to quell the pain just so that I can straighten up properly.
I'll let you know later if the discomfort passes :) In the meantime I am going to research comfy pants and flat shoes because I am clearly turning into Doris What's-hername who is 57 and totally, completely and utterly past it.