Um...
Knee surgery is tomorrow.
There was slushy rain on my windshield this morning when I got up to go to the gym. Where I sat on a stationary bike and watched pictures of the snow up on I-80 on the news. Which made me totally happy for a split second and then I wanted to scream.
Actually, things are fine... got my ROM back in my knee and it's feeling strong, so that's good to have a base to start with. And D. is going to loan me his ice machine, which is awesome. And Mr.AG bought me the Star Wars trilogy on DVD to watch, and said he might buy Pulp Fiction too. And I don't have to work for the rest of the week... which is never a bad thing.
"Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming, "Wow, what a Ride!"
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