- A case of the Mondays - Monday, June 19, 2006 You know what I'm talking about. It's Monday and you find yourself asking "where in God's name did the weekend go." Let's see if we can provide a brief recap for you. Friday - moved our dear friend KJ. Move supposed to start at 2pm, movers became instantly bootleg and contracted the work out, then the contracted company became even more bootleg when it was evident that 2 women both under 5'4" could outlift 2 6' plus moving men. What's wrong with this picture?? Move ended at midnight with prayer - for both the apartment, it's new residents, and our knees. Saturday - empty out previously jam packed living room and make way for our new roommate Curry who finds our daily happenings to be wonderful comic routine fodder - kidding. People don't believe we really live this way until they have the opportunity to live with us. Knees are hurting like I'm an old lady, and hands aren't working. Woke up at 8 - didn't eat "breakfast" until 3:30 (translation; a piece of white bread with a little jam on it). So now I'm sick - head hurts, ears hurt, body is BROKE down...and I STILL have to go pick up my prescription and some painkillers for the intense firey pain in my calve muscles. Sunday - attend church in order to be prayed over by entire congregation before we leave Saturday for Managua. Leave church to return home and figure out what the day entails. KJ comes over, Curry falls asleep within 5 minutes of hitting the couch. Pool attendance is in order on such a wonderfully marvelous Sunday. D of DNA learns to swim - after almost 30 years it has finally been accomplished... even got the shoulder shimmy backward swim that A of DNA patented under my belt a little. Wonderful day ends in painful right ear deafness from all the frolicking. Grocery store then visited for nourishment... return home, eat, then sleep. Monday - still can't hear out of ear and misery is quickly setting in. This sucks so hard I can't even explain it. I'm a little nasaly and now I can't hear. This is what happens when you try to make up for all the years you weren't able to go to the pool as a child in one day. Oh well - I still had a good time.

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