How's that for an inspirational opening quote? If I weren't so lazy, I could have superimposed it over a stunning landscape or something and it could have gone viral on Pinterest....or not. Actually it's just the end of the little intro montage thingy for Pretty Little Liars. I watched 13 episodes of that yesterday, so I saw the little montage 13 times. It's really creepy. And awesome. And stuck in my head, clearly.
I had a cyst rupture late Tuesday night, so I've been stuck in bed since then. It's been probably about a year since my last cyst episode...which is GOOD!! For the last few years prior to that, I'd had ruptures pretty regularly every few months. It was miserable. But NONE for the last year. So I can't complain too much. But I think that the time off has made me wimpier or something. This one TOOK. ME. OUT. If I were wearing a pedometer yesterday, I bet it would reveal that I took about 40 steps total the entire day. I seriously do not get out of bed. Even being in bed, the pain is pretty much constant. I'd hoped I would feel better (enough) today to go back to work, but...no. Sitting upright is basically impossible. Plus I walk really slowly and weirdly (to minimize pain) and that means tons of people would notice and ask why I'm walking like that, and like....I know there shouldn't be shame involved with this...but it's still weird. I mean, if my voice is hoarse because I have strep throat, I don't feel weird about letting people know "sorry, can't talk much, step." But being unable to walk or sit properly because you had an ovarian cyst rupture is always a little awkward to explain.
Soooo...this is probably the most boring blog I've ever written, but I felt like I should do something 'productive' before I get back to watching Pretty Little Liars for the next 12 hours. I decided to pick a show that I knew Matt wouldn't want to watch or care about to marathon on these sick days...this definitely fits the bill. I love it!! What a perfect blend of beautiful people (ummm...hello, Ezra Fitz.), intriguing story lines, lovely clothing, mystery, and ridiculousness! I think the REAL mystery that the directors or writers or whoever need to start focusing on is do high schoolers really wear that much makeup these days? Applied so perfectly?? Because it's blowing my mind. In a good way. If I could get out of this bed, I would totally be spending the day experimenting with my cosmetics in the bathroom. But alas...I cannot.
So before you go, do me a favor. I'm on my