Dusty Old Bones

Today I have to do the dishes and the laundry, and I have to clean the kitchen and scrub the griddle.

This would be considerably easier if I could walk. A cold front moved in in the early morning hours and rendered my joints useless. I cannot walk down the stairs, so how am I to do my chores? I also can't eat lunch or prepare dinner. This is so incredibly frustrating. I am sure that Walter will be more than willing to help when he gets home, but it isn't his job. I feel guilty making him work at home.

In other news, I updated my food blog last night, for anyone interested. I made French toast and bacon, and Walter scrambled some eggs (he makes the best scrambled eggs ever, so light and fluffy). I only blogged the French toast, though. Enjoy!