A slow pathetic shambling thing

urgh. I ache. I tried to stay hydrated yesterday, but one leg is just sore. It's the right, of course. At least the hip ache went away while I slept.

Also, brain alertness is not quite there yet. "Ginny, you have the day off," you might reply. "Why are you awake and whining about tired & sore when you could still be sleeping?" An excellent question. Once I have been asking of my internal clock since it went "ding!" at 7a. >.<

In happier news, spirits are good, and the jams have been put in their new home. Why yes, I am still gloaty about my jam. Wouldn't you be?