More pain darnit

 Last night before Ken came by I did the last of the load of laundry I'd had soaking, really only 4 shirts and a pair of sweats, and hung those up in the loft, then vacuumed the office, with the end result that by the time Ken actually came by at 11:30, I was in a fair bit of pain. 

Ken had got himself one of those gas station sandwiches and a donut and I made him a tea. He keeps bringing by these tall, sturdy, paper cups he prefers his tea in, that he gets at the doctor's office. So he's going to the doctor about 2X a week. 

We talked about injuries and such, and I told him about Tom telling me he'd fallen down (not drunk or anything) and catching himself against a metro cart he had there, and now his left shoulder is all weird and makes popping sounds. Ken told me about some time fairly recently I guess when he was "all shaky" and said it was due to falling down. In fact Ken seems to fall down a fair amount. 

I'm fine as long as I'm sober and have my legs to catch me, but one time quite a while back I caught my foot on the edge of some cardboard and down I went. But the key is to sort of relax like when you're falling down when you were a kid. This is how I was able to zoom into the parking lot of the BevMo on Stevens Creek, not see the little curb thing until too late, do what must have been an amazing flip bike and all (I have the scratches on *top* of my bike light to prove it) end up flopped down with the bike on top of me, do "the worm" to get out from under the bike and check for injuries, and come out of it without a bruise or even any soreness the next day. 

It's when drunk, that's the problem, because who knows what script is running in my mind while my body is doing something else, and at the very least I can't catch myself. Which is why there's no more alcohol in my future. 

But back to the pain. I told Ken I must have overdone it with the laundry and vacuuming and he said "It's best to not over-exert yourself" and I got my check for this week and last week also, and once Ken had left a bit after midnight I had some cheese and olives and went to bed. 

And I even slept well, no wake-ups. 

I had two small things to mail so I packed those, took them to the post office, did some shopping in 99 Ranch and then parked the bike at H Mart and walked over to Ross where I found a pair of sweat pants, and got some things in Sprouts. And found some packing supplies on the way home.