Stress is ruling my life right now. I can’t climb until my wrist heals, either. Climbing is normally my go-to stress relief activity, and it does an awesome job. I can’t climb right now, though. It was only today that I got mad and decided I was going to put my hiking boots on and tie them, no matter how much pain, and put my belt on while I was at it! I did get both accomplished, but with a lot of pain and agony (and ultimately Extra Strength Tylenol) involved. I hate being injured! What I hate even more is all of the stress surrounding this particular injury. It’s not helping my PTSD one bit. As a matter of fact, it has made it exponentially worse!
Content Rating PG, for the most part
I try to keep the content of my posts in the PG range (meaning that maybe your 13-year-old should not read it... Just kidding!) - you know, something I could get away with tastefully in the town square without getting lynched, tarred-and-feathered, or hung (and something my mother would NOT wash my mouth out with soap for). As far as what age you have to be to understand some of the subtleties of my humor in writing and/or speaking, well... That may vary. A lot.