I hurt my back yesterday. At least today I'm not getting shocks of pain, like I did after just injuring it. My back hadn't been 100% even before that, but I attributed that to the lousy bed we sleep in. Yesterday's injury likely happened when I was scrubbing the shower stall. I'm trying to do little, but I can't do nothing. I needed to do laundry and finish the cleaning. I did do more, but we'll skip the mopping for now. We at least vacuumed up dust bunnies and debris. My inactivity is hurting me physically. If I was more limber I'd be better off.

I need to study my Czech. Even Hubby is pushing me to do more. I'm proud that I haven't missed a single class.

I've barely cooked for weeks because of all of our errands/appointments. Also, I hate the kitchen where we're staying. It's demotivating.