More Aftermath

So apparently when I fell yesterday I also smashed something into the sensitive area of my chest and it didn't start to hurt until I got home from work today. I love internal bruising. I didn't make the connection between the fall and the pain at first and had a minor but short-lived freak out that I had breast cancer or something. I'm just paranoid like that. Either way, complaining about it got me out of doing the dishes...Scott spoiled me and did them for me.

I'm so glad tomorrow is Friday. I need a weekend.