I threw out my back.

What the fuck.

I know I've been complaining a lot lately.

It's just fucking hard and I need a way to vent.

Of course there are moments that are absolutely precious and I will remember them forever.

But on the daily?

It's just a lot.

There's a reason I'm a working (out of the house) mom.

I love my kids and family more than words could express.

But I need my 8 hours away from them every now and then.

I will repeat - a part time gig would be ideal.

Anyway.

On top of everything, this morning I threw out my back.

How, you ask?

By sitting on the couch, my friends.

I woke up feeling fine in the morning. I decided I was going to do a foot peel, so I sat on the couch and soaked my feet.

This is what did it. Me sitting on the couch, doing work on my laptop, without the proper back support.

By the time 60 minutes was up, my back was sore.

It just got worse throughout the day. 

Like, I'd be walking and I felt like my legs would just give out! Ugh. Horrible.

Because Steve has a bad back, we have stuff that can help. I didn't want to take any meds.

I used his back massager with heat and that helped a great deal. 

I then used some ice before bed. 

I went to bed thinking I wouldn't get much sleep. 

It wasn't terrible. 

It wasn't the best, but I managed.

Just what I fucking need these days. 

Fingers crossed it doesn't get any worse!