Why is that I can move the bunkbeds to make; move the couch to rearrange; run behind a 4 year old to two wheel train; toss a bag of grain... and not flinch.
But I begin to organize my Saying It Simply supplies and the shoebox filled with ribbons makes my back sieze. I cannot walk. I cannot breathe. (sp?- I hate spelling incorrectly) Sitting from standing is agony. Standing from sitting is nearly impossible.
Really, this makes no sense.
Damn. Reality Bites cuz it's probably due to the "girls".
