Stress and heating pads

Hey all! I sit here with a heating pack on my shoulder, with my head cocked to one side due to a muscle pull from falling on my way off the ladder yesterday. I could say that the wife was at fault for putting a step stool right at the end of the ladder that she failed to remove when she was done, causing me to fall into the wall because I didn't expect it to be there (the wall is raw studs, so I actually fell between two studs - thus all the pain). She would, of course, say that I'm a doof for not looking behind me while climbing off the ladder. Since we will obviously disagree on this one, I'll avoid that subject altogether. ;-)

So, I'm sitting here with a big bruise on my arm, and an immobile shoulder. I decided this is a great time to catch you all up on our lives.

We don't find out for a few more days if this round worked, but I'm just not feelin' it. Don't know why - just don't think it happened. We're getting quite discouraged over here for sure. Neither one of us thought it would take this long - my systems all work, and I'm still young...but here we sit regardless. I have lots of family stress lately with my mom's health, and trying to get her used to living on a very fixed income, which she is none too happy about. My work is always stressful, but usually a good kind of stress that I enjoy. The wife is an angel, and that is the one part of my life that is very rarely a challenge. And, of course, the monthly pincushion routine with the doctors.

So, going along the lines of de-stressing, we are considering our options. The wife thinks I should go see a therapist - between family stress, and the stress of trying to get pregnant, she thinks I could use the opportunity to vent it out, and maybe get some decent dealing techniques. Possibly, but I've found therapy in the past to bring up more to think about rather than less. I don't think now is the time to be analyzing my psyche - I'm sure that is a very scary place and no fun to visit.

The second suggestion from the wife is to go to yoga classes. I don't feel quite like I could accomplish a downward dog in my current immobile condition, but I don't necessarily think that one is a bad idea. Of course, the idea of sitting around with all the super-skinny soccer moms is a little intimidating, so I'd have to look into that one before committing.

My ideas? Wine and a good book. Cheaper than the wife's ideas - but maybe not as long lasting. I think there's a label for someone who is drinking a glass of chardonnay at 11am while at work. Maybe that's not the best idea. :-)

The one idea that we are definitely going with is a trip to the beach (Hilton Head). We're headed down for 5 days next weekend - and will do our best to do nothing but sit around and get a tan, read books, and take naps. Oh - and eat good seafood. We found a great place last time that has a view of the water, and really great steamed shrimp and crab legs.

Now i'm going to go back to whining and running the wife around bringing me stuff. She might not admit to her wrongdoing, but she'll surely pay for it. :-)