I had massage therapy yesterday and she did a number on my shoulder. Felt VERY good yesterday, then worked out this morning, and remembered to ice it today for a change. It's doing well, I think. I still get pain, but it's not nearly as horrid as it was, and I can lift and grip things better than I had been doing.
My state tax refund came, and now I have money again. Whew! (I'll have even more when the Feds cough up.)
I think I'm going to have a screen door put on with some of this extra money (knock wood). I've wanted once since the expansion was finished, because I want to have the door open in the spring and autumn, and spring is HERE. I know some of you don't want to hear it, but it's been in the mid-to-low 70's this week, and it's going to jump to the 80's here soon; this is the time of year when Phoenix weather is pretty damned close to being perfect, with cool mornings and warm days with lots of sunshine and nice breezes. The orange blossoms are out and the air is filled with their marvelous perfume in the mornings (and for all the things I may or may not be allergic to, I don't seem to be allergic to orange blossoms).
I had a long and, I assure you, deeply contemplative and important thought I wanted to post this morning, but of course I've forgotten it completely.
We are going to treat ourselves to hot wings tonight. Yum!