broke ass

so not long after I had posted this morning I decided to go get ready for the day. I had taken a long bubblebath/shower and then spent time with mom and dad in the basement. Mom asked if I wouldn't mind getting the paper and bringing it down to her. I obliged. On my way back down the carpeted steps I slipped on the cuff of the pants I was wearing and I fell down eight steps... my tailbone hit everyone on the way down. Ouch. I feel like I got hit in the crack with a baseball bat. It's hard to sit.

I want to go paint pottery again. It was enjoyable. I think I'll ask Abs if she wants to go tuesday when I'm off. I facebooked her about it- even if she doesn't want to- I'll still go- I need to relax.

Work is great- a little crazy. I feel like I spend a lot of time doing a buncha random things. I am not totally 100% comfortable there yet. I always feel like I'm being scrutinized. I have a feeling those will subside come end of november. The hecticness of the shop is steadily increasing and hopefully come winter time it will calm down. Once Octobers over and the open house in november is over we'll be better.

Derek and I are 79 days away from our one year. I have an evening planned. I'm excited.