My back is spasming. All the muscles in my lower back are screaming at me, apparently because I have abused them just a touch too much the past few days. I couldn�t help it though� there was so much to be done and I have to get as much possible done before I go away. I have so much to do, and I just don�t think I�ll have the time to finish nearly half of what I want to accomplish.

So I dragged my sorry little bum-bum home and ran myself a bath. Oh, sweet luxury. You know, that bath cushion was the best twenty bucks I ever spent. I thought it seemed awfully expensive at the time, but now that I�ve been using it a while I don�t know how I did without it. The thing is fantastic, it goes the length of the tub and it�s so comfortable. Lie back, rest your head, drop in a bath bomb or maybe plop in some bubble bath, and just close your eyes, ears under the water. Listen to the water trickle into the bath, it�s so soothing. That bath cushion probably saved someone�s life tonight� knowing I could come home and lie in the bath in total comfort kept me from going postal. Knowing I could make a cup of India Spice tea and just lie there listening to the white noise of the tap trickling into the water� that is why I haven�t killed anyone yet.

So I promised someone very special that I would go straight to bed as soon as I finished this entry� because sitting up is probably not good for the sore, strained part of me. I have another big busy day ahead of me tomorrow� I need my rest now that I feel mellow and calm.