Early Saturday morning I managed to hurt my back in the most pathetic method known to mankind. I was painting my toenails, twisted a little and POP! Instant pain. I knew this girly business of makeup and nail polish was overrated!
As a result, I missed out on a Hen’s party that night since I was hunched over like a grandma (with a dirtier mouth), and I wouldn’t have been much fun. The entire weekend was spent pretty much doing nothing, and I don’t do well doing nothing. Thankfully C was home to keep me entertained, otherwise I think I would have ripped my hair out. As it was, I did end up plucking a bit of hair out, but not from me. My black dog had managed to get some white hairs, and they were bugging me.
Please don’t call PETA.
During the weekend, I got the chance to learn some things that had never been quite apparent to me before now.
- Despite having a sore back, our couch is still amazingly comfortable
- The toilet is not
- It’s amazing how heavy a frying pan or laptop can be when it hurts to stand straight
- It’s amazing how much of a pussy you feel when you realise you just thought the frying pan was heavy
- It’s not fun explaining to people that you hurt your back from painting your toenails. I’ve made a mental note that in the future I will be telling people I hurt myself jumping out of a plane while wrestling a great white shark with my feet. Oh yeah, hardcore (I will also leave it up to people to figure out how a great white came to be in the sky).
What’s the silliest injury you’ve ever had?
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