Because I'm sitting at work having a three-way IM conversation with them and laughing. A LOT! Like actually LoL-ing. And making jokes. And I received a beautiful, delicious blueberry muffin this morning. And a really nice magnet quote. And I'm not thinking as much about...
The fact that I have a brace on my ankle this morning.
Or that I had to sleep with my leg propped up last night.
With ice on it.
And popped three Tylenol.
When I really don't take medicine unless I absolutely have to.
And that I dropped an F-Bomb in front of my Dad last night.
And he didn't even flinch because he knew EXACTLY where I was at during that moment.
With the tears and snot pouring down my face.
After I butt-slid down two flights of stairs in my robe.
Since it was the only way I could get down the stairs.
As I couldn't walk...
Because I rolled my fucking ankle at 10 p.m.
And I have a 12 mile run tomorrow...
Seriously?
XOXO
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