What was (massage!) what is (pms!) and what will be done (paintingproject!)

[beelikej]

Did you know there are actually people who have not heard of pms? Well, I was stumped. I had to explain to the physical therapist what is was and how it caused a different pain in my back, which made it hard for me to single out the problem. I also had a bit of trouble laying on my stomach, well, on my boobs, because they are bloody sensitive and painful and huge at the moment. He must not have many women in his life or only those lucky few who do not get effected by hormons. Lucky man.
Anyway, he did pick up on my need for a massage and he totally made up for his ignorance;) Dude, can I have one of those for my birthday? Guh. Good.
After hours of bliss (or maybe it was thirty minutes, I lost all sense of time;) he hooked my back up to a LENS for transcutaneous electrical nerve stimulation aka electrocuting the hell out of the nerves to stimulate the production of painkillers. Mmmokay, whatever you want, magical hands-dude. It felt weird and a bit uncomfortable at first, but after I got used to the prickling sensation it was bearable. The massage was better;)
At the end he also showed me some exercises, nothing to strenuous, which proved he did understand this woman after all *g*

So: p-m-s. When I'm using that warning I'm not talking about the coloursystem (which I'm familiar with as well, because I use it frequently at work) - but it's that fun part of a woman's cycle mostly refered to as "Oh, dear god, is it that time of the month again?". For me that's about a week of feeling tense, irritable and emotional -like my body is about to explode on every level - and symptomes include nausea, headaches, backpain and -the most annoying- swelling of the boobs. It's the reason why I hate that song "Natural Woman". Because to me feeling like that is not something to sing about. And I'm counting the days until the bleeding starts. Yes, that's what happens AFTER pms. Being a woman is so much fun. Shoot me now.
How many women with PMS does it take to screw in a light bulb?

One. ONE!! And do you know WHY it only takes ONE? Because no one else in this house knows HOW to change a light bulb. They don't even know the bulb is BURNED OUT. They would sit in this house in the dark for THREE DAYS before they figured it OUT. And once they figured it out they wouldn't be able to find the light bulbs despite the fact that they've been in the SAME CUPBOARD for the past SEVENTEEN YEARS.

But if they did, by some miracle, actually find the light bulbs, TWO DAYS LATER the chair that they dragged from two rooms over to stand on to change the STUPID light bulb would STILL BE IN THE SAME SPOT!! AND UNDERNEATH IT WOULD BE THE CRUMPLED WRAPPER THE STUPID @*!#$% LIGHT BULBS CAME IN! WHY?! BECAUSE NO ONE IN THIS HOUSE EVER CARRIES OUT THE RUBBISH!!

IT'S A WONDER WE HAVEN'T ALL SUFFOCATED FROM THE PILES OF RUBBISH THAT ARE 12 FEET DEEP THROUGHOUT THE ENTIRE HOUSE. THE HOUSE!! IT WOULD TAKE AN ARMY TO CLEAN THIS...

I'm sorry... what did you ask me?

Besides all the pms-related fun it appears I've also got a touch of the (stomach)flu. I woke up in what seemed the middle of the night to stumble to the toilet with a bucket in front of me. I will not go into details -you're welcome-, but it was not pretty.

This morning I woke up feeling a little better, but still a bit feverish. My back is miraculously fine, although when I touch it, it feels like I've been hit by a truck and I had to check for bruises, but the guy's hands were really magical, because he didn't leave any marks;) I still need to do the exercises, but I think I can handle them now, because I'm definitely more flexible than I was. Wahey.

I'm almost finished moving the furniture from the wall I'm going to paint white (It's currently orangy on top with off-white romany columns at the bottom... I know. I didn't do it, it was like that when I got here;) I haven't decided on a second colour yet, maybe I'll just do a line across the whole length (FYI, measurements: 9.50 m long, 2.60 m high).
I've only been doing small tasks for the past week (like moving one piece of furniture a day) but I feel good enough to try painting the wall in one go. Depending how I feel I'm planning to do two coats today. But that might be too ambitious. Pictures of the process will follow. I now have to turn off the computer, because it needs to be moved. Oh dear.

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[tanisafan.livejournal.com]

Oh [censored], I just typed up a lengthy comment and then my computer died.
Anyway, I'm glad the massage was not just fun, but apparently effective! Let's hope it stays that way this time! *sends Zen*

You poor woman, you're getting everything at once, aren't you? Let's hope it was a one-day-only kind of stomach flu so you were in god spirits for the task at hand?! Can't wait to see those pics, hee!

Good luck! :D

[beelikej.livejournal.com]

Ahw, too bad, I was in the mood for a lengthy comment;) My computer is being a bit unstable as well, so I usually make back-up textfiles while I'm writing my lj.

I really enjoyed that massage and it made me want more. But I'll wait for the bill first *g*.

I think I overdid it a bit with the freaky food yesterday. So of course I ate exactly the same thing during painting today. I'm so clever...

I managed to cover the whole wall once and it took me about five hours. It was a great work-out, but I hope the second coat won't take as long.

I spend most of that time painting the area around the window: that had to be done with a brush. I had to take down the vertical window blinds (My mom and her boyfriend came by to drop off sheets to cover the furniture and helped get those blinds down - good timing;) Now I don't have anything covering the window and I kind of feel like I'm in a big fishtank; "Hi neighbours!" So I don't feel like spending too much time online reading pr0n. Pictures will be posted eventually;)

[tanisafan.livejournal.com]

I *always* copy my comment before I submit it because LJ has a tendency to be a bitch, but unfortunately the compy just stopped living. No cursor, no response to me pressing the keyboard buttons like a madwoman, nothing. Very creepy. Please don't die before the deadline, compy *pets it*.

Ooo go you, doing the entire first coat! You didn't strain yourself too much though, right? *stern look*
I totally mocked my relatives yesterday because they painted the ceilings at my sister's new place without covering the floor first. Honestly now. *eyeroll*

[beelikej.livejournal.com]

Oh, that's right, you need the 'puter for real life. In my day we would write papers by hand or -if it was really important- on a typewriter. *blinks* Shut up. I'm not that old.

Well, my body did protest a little bit this morning. I'm sure I didn't overdo it for the back, but seeing as I usually avoid moving around a lot, it did feel interesting to wake up after a day of actual manual labor;)

I must admit protecting the furniture was the last thing I thought of: luckily my comfy chair just screamed to be covered with paint-smears. Since I don't have any old sheets, I had to call mom to the rescue;)
Now I was the only thing covered in paint at the end of the day. Well, me and the wall, obviously *g*

[tanisafan.livejournal.com]

The compy died for real now *cries*. And I have my laptop to replace it, but:
a. no internet access unless I buy a wireless connection (or skive off at work, ahem. Not that I'm doing that right now or anything.),
b. I lost a day's work. Sigh.

Hee, glad it went smoothly, generally speaking ;). I'll try to browse through the flist as soon as I can, hoping I'll find pics ;).

[beelikej.livejournal.com]

Ohnoz! That sucks big time. If it's any consolation: I started work on the pretties, so don't give up!

Paint-pictures are posted in my picture-corner (part 1;)

[tanisafan.livejournal.com]

It does suck ass, yes. And since I'm at work, I can't really spend time browing the flist. So yay for the direct link! Your brother is funny, heh! And I love the New Wall (what is that, something eggshell-color-ish?). Your living looks odd, all empty like that! :)

[beelikej.livejournal.com]

Brotherdearest will come by today to -hopefully- heal the 'puter and to watch some Buffy/Angel to put the bookworm back up the wall. This weekend I will put some colour on the wall, but the worm doesn't cover that part;)
Heh, he was thrilled when I gave him the car to play with, so he could test his idea;)

The New Wall is white actually, which makes a world of difference compaired to the horrid colours that were on it. I'm very pleased with the result.

I now have to go offline again, so I can put the sockets* back. (*receptacles? Stopcontacten dus;) I'll be available for bitching again in about half an hour;)

Hang in there, dahling.

[tanisafan.livejournal.com]

Aww, he's too nice!

Ooo what kinds of colors are going on the walls?

Damn, you're so creative and handy around the house. I'd be jealous, but I really do prefer being lazy ;).

[beelikej.livejournal.com]

Well, despite of earlier plans I'm not gonna paint the lower half of the wall, but I've decided to draw lines across the whole length to spice things up a bit. I'm gonna mix some colours I have left from the bedrooms and kitchen, so it'll turn out to be purple-ish and greenish I think *g*

Ahw, yeah. But I really only do those tasks that I find interesting or rewarding. I won't clean windows or vacuum;)

Speaking of housework, I better go and do the dishes before brotherdearest shows up.

[tanisafan.livejournal.com]

But I really only do those tasks that I find interesting or rewarding. I won't clean windows or vacuum;)

Good move. Make a stand ;)!

I'd better finish up at the office and return to my house. My too-hot, internetless house. *gripe gripe*

(Oh, on the bright side, my forced relaxation made me write Nick/Greg smut. I didn't realize how much I'd missed that!)

[beelikej.livejournal.com]

Did you say Nick/Greg smut? But...but.. how will you be able to share that without internetz? And why didn't I get to read this message when you were still available online, then I could have begged, bribed and forced you to send it to me. But no, I had to do dishes, get ready for brotherdearest and spend the rest of the afternoon fighting with the bookworm. Damn.

Sweetie, as soon as you get this comment, please know that I am waiting for more info;) Oh and I will of course be thinking of you and keeping my fingers crossed the T of doom will be finished on time. I know you will succeed./sucking up, cue sincerity: good luck, dahling. *hugs*

[tanisafan.livejournal.com]

See, that's what happens if you put real life before fandom *grin*.

Ah, but the netz is back now, see? Some things are still right with the world!
And it's nearly done (I was lucky enough to have a storm-related draft lying around that I could use for the nickandgreg and antiblock challenges *g*) so as soon as I have it typed up, you'll be the first to read it ;).

Right. More working so I can finish writing the blatant porn fic-with-proper-plot-I-swear as a reward for myself ;).

[rabidfan.livejournal.com]

Please do not over do! Painting is back-stressful as it is...with an already stressed back, it could be very painful indeed.

I'm glad the massage helped. Too bad you can't just keep him. He could come in handy...and maybe move furniture as a bonus!

[beelikej.livejournal.com]

Oh I was careful: taking a break to lie down and changing movements while painting. I actually think I did okay, but won't be sure until the morning. I do feel pleasantly tired now, so I expect to have a good night's sleep:)

Mmmm, it would be nice to have a pair of magic hands available all the time. *mind wanders off*

[sillie]

Glad to hear your back is a little better. I'll be crossing my fingers and hoping it stays that way, and only gets better. :3

[beelikej.livejournal.com]

I'm happy with any improvement (and relieved some of the healing happened without excercise;) But I have to accept it really is two steps forward, one step back. This morning (Thursday) my body is a little worse than yesterdaynight, but hopefully during the day -after moving around- it will continue to feel better. Oh, if only I could sleep all the troubles away;)