I walked a lot today. And this week. Great for the metabolism, bad for the feet.
It's times like this I wish I had bought that messaging foot bath that I saw on sale last year. "When will I use it?" I thought. Now, Past Me. Now.
As much as I'd like to think the Boy is my man servant and I can order him to do these things, I would feel bad.
So I will just think back to the fun times I had that lead up to this to dull the pain. And have some chocolate.
Happy Sunday!
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