I'm still booty blasted at my parents accusing me of being lazy. They suck.

Today I cleaned up the back yard a little bit, and filled 3 of Leela's holes. For the first round of yard work I only lasted about 30 minutes, but I cleaned up some dog poop and filled 2 of the holes Leela has dug in her dog run right next to the house. I feel like having holes where water can pool by our foundation is a bad idea. Then I had to recover for about 2ish hours (lame).
I was able to last 45 minutes on the next round (picked up 2 bags of trash, filled Leela's hole where my garden is, and put pavers on top of the holes I filled in the dog run so she wouldn't dig there again). I was definitely moving slower, so that's probably why I lasted a little longer.

That pretty much ended me for the day, and I started having trouble walking. So I took some advil and took a very long bubble bath to see if that would help my joints (it did!)

My bestie also sent me some books that she likes, and I'm really excited to read them. 

This is pretty much all the typing my hands can do right now, so I will go read for a bit.