I'm a bit perplexed.
I didn't set out to spend the day baking.
I sat down to begin writing a Bible study lesson on James 1:1-18.....and here I am 17 hours later.....
Two big pans of Peanut Butter bars, 5 doz snicker doodles, and BAGS of Tic Tac Toe.....somewhere during the day I sent the kids out to count all the homes in our subdivision....and went to the commissary for more supplies....took Zander to lunch (which he'd been asking for for weeks)....
We ran to the nursing home for the Birthday bash when I realized it was TIME. ::snort::
Then home again to more baking.....dinner is done....Mike's still at a shindig....the kids are about to watch a movie....I'm going to bed.
I suspect I'm having a Zocor reaction. I'll have to think about that tomorrow - or Monday. I ache. This happened on the trip...started with a shoulder, then legs, whole body and I quit taking the Zocor until we got home. I've been taking it 10 days and my legs are aching again....could be Zocor. I'm not doing anything differently...but I don't want it to be the Zocor. Oh well, I ache. I'm going to bed. ::snort::
Living all of life before the face of God...