I AM NOT HAVING A GOOD TUESDAY

"Fall on your face Tuesday" is not one of my favorite days of the year. I was outside talking with Mrs. Tennessean this morning and half way through the conversation I started to feel "woozy" (that's the technical term). I rudely started to walk away from her, knowing that I was about to drop to the ground. I was trying to make it to the porch so I could sit on the stairs. I woke up on the ground, covered in blood and mud. Needed stitches for crying out loud. I am sore and swollen. I scuffed my left knee so it matches my right shin from my night prowling last week. I've hurt my hand. I can't chew. Hurts to swallow. This blows. This whole week has been a nightmarish Hell. More later. Have to get everything squared away before I head home for the day. I'll see if I can't burn myself or perhaps stab myself while making dinner. Stupid Tuesday.