I don't have much report today, except for my back I wrenched. And, how did I do it? How did I tweak such a burly, studly physique? I was ironing.
Don't ask me how, I just know two things:
1. When I picked up the iron to smooth those pants I felt fine.
2. When I put the iron down, the pain was acute.
I know what your wondering, "did you manage to finish smoothing those Dockers?" And, yes, I smoothed, and then, I crumpled onto the couch. Oh ye gods! You didn't even allow me time to crease!
As I sat there watching CNBC, hoping the pain would diminish and appreciating the sexy of anchor Maria Bartiromo (she makes investing hot!), I took stock of my life. I considered this a wake up call. My body is a temple and I should treat it as such. It's time I change. It's time I make healthier decisions so this won't happen again.
It's time I consider dry cleaning.
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