I have restless legs. Bad, man. Right now. And this is unacceptable. Why? Because it’s 12:30 in the afternoon, that’s why! Restless legs are supposed to be an affliction I only have to suffer from at night. Which is why the OTC homeopathic remedy I picked up the other day at CVS is at home and not with me. But maybe they have it at Walgreens. I should check. Because if at 1 when I’m rescued from phones I still feel this way, I won’t be able to cope any longer. I will have to rip them off and beat them against the nearest hard surface to alleviate the feeling (it’s kinda like having too much caffeine in your system, and it’s all been concentrated in your leg muscles). And that would probably not be workplace-appropriate.
Wah. Yeah, yeah, I know I’m a big whiner. You know what? I don’t care. I’m very tired today and feel like complaining and it’s my blog, so I can do that.
On the plus side, I ate half of my egg-sausage-cheese bagel this morning, took my multivitamin, and then ate the other half, all in relatively quick succession (for me, that is, known to be the slowest eater on the planet), and no nausea. So that’s something.