Pain the ultimate winner in a TKO.

Talk about creative pain variations. Today, the spasms decided to go "walkies" and struck different parts of my torso. Because, naturally, I'm already bored with the traditional parts. NOT.

So, essentially, that was my day. Lying in bed, trying to nap, reading a little, watching TV, yadda, yadda. The only reprieve was having a mail call. Surely it couldn't be my free mask yet. Nope, it wasn't. It was real mail, an art card repurposed for my birthday sent by Peter. I was just delighted. I responded by email about our shared experiences visiting the Knox-Albright Museum in Buffalo. I was there with my Frank Lloyd Wright class in the early 80s and he was there, I presume in the late 80s, to see the Monet at Giverny exhibit.

The finale of the Jeopardy! Teachers' Tournament was so-so. My fave came in second. I found too many of the questions to be ridiculously easy. And I got Gulliver's Travels an easy final.

I'm going to read for a wee bit and hope for sleep. ::crosses fingers::