That's how I've felt for the past week. I've had to force myself to do anything other than sit on the couch. I didn't even want to play in the pool.
Makes me wonder if it's leftover crap from that mono bug I had last year. Or if it's just me being 43 years old. Dammit, how'd *that* happen? How'd I get to be that old?
I feel 10,000 times better today, but all the softball girls are pissed that I didn't make it Tuesday night. And I hate it, too. They're such fabulous blog fodder!
P.S. Say hello to Emily Scott up there. Rowr!
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