Tuesday, May 31, 2005

Minutia of my day

I made it to the DMV before it closed and was so glad that I was not in the line to get my license renewed. THAT line was reeeeeally long. As I stood thankfully in my short line to get my registration stamped, I heard a very LOUD yell of exultation from a young man who was talking to the person at the license desk. I think he had found out that he passed his test or something. Either that, or he was extremely pleased with the way his picture turned out.

I pulled a muscle in my left shoulder yesterday. You'll never guess how. I threw some heavy bags of garbage into the dumpster at school and I used my left arm which is my weaker arm- as my right arm was full of books- and I guess I just did it in an ergonomically incorrect way. I feel ridiculous and pathetic. I move around like a mobile statue...or someone who is paralyzed from the waist up. It's incredible how such a little deed as tossing some garbage bags can reap such huge results in terms of bodily pain. Actually, I'm feeling better today...It's weird when you are trying to back your car up and you can't really turn to look behind you without turning your whole body.

4 comments:

Josh said...

Hi there... yes I know you dont know me, but I came across your weblog and I loved the picture. I was just wondering how you posted there on the top of your page...i want to do the same...would you help me out ther?
thanks

ljmax said...

Hey,
In Michigan they don't call it the DMV--which I guess I thought was nationwide. They call it "Secretary of State"--how bizarre!

DJ said...

How frail our bodies are. Truly we are as dust...

Me said...

Hi! Love your thoughts...wanting people to comment on your blog, craziness of tasks like registering your car, hating to wash dishes by hand.

I live overseas, and have one small sink to wash my dishes in. The water tank that feeds that sink is rusted, so I have to fill a bucket of hot water in the bathroom sink, carry it to the kitchen, and wash from the bucket. I'm with you on hating to wash dishes. You're not a slacker.