So, somehow, while making dinner last night I pulled a muscle in my left shoulder—and don’t ask me how because as of this morning I still don’t have a clue. And damn, did it hurt, so much so, I couldn’t do anything and went to bed early popping a couple of Tylenol.
The shoulder joint isn’t as painful this morning but still, it’s difficult to pull up your knickers one-handed.
I think I’ll join a circus! They still take one-handed clowns, don’t they?