Wednesday

It is official … I am old. I threw my back out last night having sex … who does that? I feel like I am 80 years old not like the 30 flirty and fabulous girl that I am. Luckily I am going out of town in the morning so Mr. Awesome will never know … But it will totally crap my plans with Fireboy. This is not keeping the dream alive at all. This is killing the dream one vertebrae at a time …

Time for the heating pad. This is so sad ...

The Single Girl

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