I broke down and went to the chiropractor today, it was my first time. ever. I am sore, but I think my hip is going to feel better in the morning, otherwise I might cry. It's been giving me fits for weeks and my friends are tired of listening to me bitch about it, so they convinced me to try the chiropractor. It wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be, and he seemed confident that what he did will help my hip, it's funny I am into using natural medications but chiropractors make me nervous, hypocrite much? Yeah, maybe. whatever.
Tonight I am resting on the couch with my feet up while Carl brings me drinks, and cleans up after dinner, and takes care of the kids, and handles me the remote. It's great, it's like we reversed roles and I get to be a man for the night, and guess what? It's just as awesome as you think it would be.
Tomorrow like Cinderella it will be all over and I will have to go back to normal life and clean the mud off the ceiling. Yeah, Willie the Wonderdog got mud on the ceiling. Not kidding.
What are you doing tonight?