FUCK!

I woke up to a groan
As my back had decided to revolt on me
Fuck! Back to square one it seems
When the chiropractor was telling me I was getting better

I guess moving the new dresser was a bad idea
And then weeding my garden
And then planting pansies
And then –gasp- scraping my walls
Of the million layers of wallpaper
(okay three layers)
I guess I worked too much
And now my back has decided to go on strike
And let me know how on happy it is….

Fuck….
Maybe it will be shots for me
Fuck…..
But at least the Advil is working