Saturday sucked. Seems I threw my back out during the sexual olympics and I was highly annoyed all day. The best way I can think of to describe it is sensory overload. That's a bad thing to have in a house full of kids. I feel really restless now, too. I want to do something, but I don't know what and nothing sounds good. Oh - you know what else? That stupid saying about sex being good for the complexion? It's bullshit. I was fine before and now I have a zit on my forehead. Mostly though, I was back to 'normal' again when I woke up Saturday. Which is to say that I was immediately overcome by shame. Now I'm mostly just pissed off. And having a zit does not help. I wish for Monday when life can just resume with the to-do list on my clipboard. It's safer that way. I love me some dry and boring (sexless, zitless) list of tasks on an ordinary Monday. I hope my back feels better by then.