
1) It's a reflux, can't-eat-or-acid-will-get-me sort of night. It's also a when-the-fuck-will-this-headache-go-away sort of day, still ongoing. I've medicated myself over a number of different ways and it just doesn't budge. I suspect all my exercising is precipitating a trip to the chiropractor, which I may try to fit in tomorrow. Hopefully I'll be able to eat between now and then. I ended up taking an unscheduled two-hour nap on the couch so I feel a little better, but it's still not ideal by any means. I also haven't gone to exercise today. I feel guilty about that. I suppose it's better than barfing on the treadmill, though. Also, I can't seem to stop clenching my jaw, and it's all I can do to not grind my teeth. The pain meds, they do nothing. Like goggles, only less attractive. What I wouldn't give for a friend with a burgeoning massage therapy practice and a need for people to practice on, let me tell you.
2) I did a little research on the scarf pattern I'm working on, and I discovered that yes, I did screw up the first twenty rows or so. It's going to be really obvious by the time I get it done, so I'm going to frog the damn thing again and do it right this time, now that I know what it's supposed to be. Kills me to do it, but better now than later -- and this is the last time, because the poor yarn just won't put up with it. It knots up all the lovely fuzz on the strands.
3) Because I've felt like crap most of today, I haven't written a single usable word today. I've imported more notes and wrote more synopses and strung more things together, but I also discovered that some of my more useful notes are altogether gone, and I have no idea where. Bah. Tomorrow I'm chaperoning the kiddos on a zoo field trip, but maybe after we get back, if I'm feeling better, I can get some work done. That would be nice.