Some time ago someone asked me some specifics about my partner. Specifically, they wanted to know if my partner was male, i.e. whether I was in a heterosexual relationship.
It was clear to me that this person had not read my blog for very long, because I think it’s obvious that we are living the life of a traditional family. I am the primary caregiver and he is the primary earner and we cohabit at the same address and raise the spawn together.
There were some issues with the neck brace delivery, and when it finally arrived, after I had gone to bed last night, it ended up not fitting right, nor was it comfortable. So much for accurate measurements.
I put it back in its box and will return it to Amazon. Thanks, but no thanks. I guess I’ll keep suffering. (woe is me blah blah blah)
Earlier today, I was still waiting for my neck brace which was supposed to be delivered yesterday. Did they run out of boxes at Amazon? More likely people…I heard there are more covid outbreaks all over the GTA (Greater Toronto Area).
While I was suffering through this neck pain recently I kept wondering why my head feels so heavy. Which led me to contemplate the weight of a human head, and how it’s possible for it to feel heavier when there’s pain. So, naturally, I googled and learned a few things.
The first statistic that came up was that a human head weighs around 5 kg or 11 lbs. 😳
To put this in perspective, my son weighed 8 lbs 6 oz when he was born and his sister 2 lbs less.
So, technically, a newborn baby is less heavy than your head. 😯
I took my little desk back from the girl child. I gave it to her to use as a craft corner some time ago – but now, I need it back.
It has become obvious that my continued neck pain is partially caused by the un-ergonomic spaces I have to write in. Dining room tables, couches, beds…it’s causing me all sorts of grief, to the point of spasming last night that reduced me to tears.
I could not get relief in any position, not standing, not sitting, not lying down. I have a pillow filled with water, even that didn’t help. I never noticed before how heavy my head is. 🙄
I took Advil and Tylenol, then an hour later two more.
As you know I signed up for a couple of dating apps as a way to supplement my fiction writing, and given by the feedback on that introductory post from many of you, it appears you want to know more about my experience.
You know how they say you need a great first lead-in line to hook your reader? Never have I ever felt more hooked on reading this story thread than with this guy on twitter. I didn’t even need to read the whole sentence, just the first part, and I was in.
The story thread he posted to twitter had me spitting coffee (actually, wine, because I read it last night, but again this morning and the spitting prevailed).
I realize not everyone is like this, in Texas or anywhere else in the deep South. BUT, this sort of scenario was briefly touched on in the Walking Dead, or maybe the spin off…I can’t remember. And then the toilet paper fiasco happened to all of us less than a year ago which wasn’t weather related but did give us an unflattering glimpse into the state of humanity these days… 🙄
Weather has its own narrative, doesn’t it. For places that are not used to snow and cold weather, or who do not have reliable infrastructure (and politicians who run them) to turn to, well, this scenario in the twitter thread is quite telling.
But don’t believe me. Read for yourself. And for those of you who are shivering in Texas right now…hang in there. Someone I know in the Austin area told me warmer weather is right around the corner. ❤