Well, I rent, so am stuck with my kitchen, which is tiny. I do like your kitchen cabinets, Apple.
I got up around 7:30. I had a mug of tea to get my engine started. Then I went to take a shower, caught my foot in the tub mat, and landed on my behind in the tub.
Now, I am the woman who doesn't take baths due to my left knee being so fried that I have a very difficult time getting up out of the bathtub. It's been a few years since I've taken a bath, in fact.
So, here I am: on my sore tuchus, trying to figure out whether or not I can get my lgs under me and pull myself up on the soap rack. I somehow managed to get up, but it was a real process, especially as the left knee no longer bends enough to tuck under me.
Managed to pull something in my right shoulder in the process as well. No other damage than that to my tuchus, which is bruised, and my knee, which is complaining mightily.
I just gave in and fed the knee a tramadol, so hopefully it will quiet down soon.
Other than that, I have to go to WM to pick up some OTC stuff and that's about it.
Have to vacuum. Between Thomas' orange hair and Squeaky's brown and black hair, my tan carpet is turning tortoiseshell. I also need to clean my kitchen, but am trying not to think about that.