My left knee has decided enough already with all the up and down the stairs. It might be arthritis, but it's more likely to be bursitis.
Consequently, this morning, my stiff and swollen knee let me know we were not going to go traipsing up and down the stairs at work. Nor were we even going to attempt to walk from the back of the parking lot. And I did a bad thing. I pulled out the much-mangled temporary disability parking tag (expired, Dec., 2009) and put it in the windshield just so the expiration date wouldn't show.
And you know? I didn't feel all that guilty about it.
Because the rest rooms on my floor at work are being renovated, I had been progressing down one flight of stairs to another until I found a rest room that didn't have a line like the bathroom line at a Broadway play intermission (and yes, the rest rooms are just as big).
I took the elevator to the terlet.
At the end of the day, my knee was feeling better, but I think it wants a weekend on the couch with an ACE bandage wrapped around it and a pillow under it.
Someone is in for some disappointment.
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