Nick and I are wiped out today. We’ve had a lot of really good days in a row, so inevitably, something shitty had to catch up with us. I’ve been in a funk all afternoon since we left Orange County. I can’t stand driving on the 91 freeway. It’s ridiculously stressful, even in low traffic times. The three of us all napped as soon as we got home. I’m still surprised I managed to drag my butt out of bed at all this evening. But why? There’s no visible reason to be upset. I’m just exhausted and moody. Nick’s exhausted and in a lot of pain. These trips to OC are pretty taxing on him. It’s been less than two weeks since major surgery. Sitting up for that long is still very painful for him. He’s taking a lot of pain medication to make it happen, but his tailbone just continues to give him constant grief.
Tuesday August 30, 2011