Don’t stop till you throw up

I’m in a delicious state of busy right now. I’m talking banana split with whipped cream and two cherries on top delicious. I have that slightly giddy sensation that normally signals either sensory overload or impending aneurysm.

Bring it! … well, not the aneurysm part.

There are two things you should know about me:

  1. I don’t often get a sense of euphoria when there is half a rain forest’s worth of paper crushing my in-basket.
  2. I’m old

So the universe put it to a vote and decided that I was just having too much fun doing my job, and it could not allow the situation to go along unchecked. Last night, as I was dancing around the kitchen making dinner, something happened in my neck. We’re talking apocalyptic weeping and gnashing of teeth something.

Usually, at this point I would run, not walk, to the nearest gallon jug of vicodin … but I’m busy. I mean, I’ve got serious shit to do here, people. I might be called upon to drive, or pee, or do long division, any of which could have disastrous results if one is mentally impaired. Note to self: cancel company team building exercises. Me, my osteoporosis, and a zip-line were probably a bad combination from the start.

Lest you are at this moment reaching for an ice pick to shove in your ear, I am not going to bore you with a rant about the cruel realities of aging. I’m actually feeling incredibly grateful for the last six months spent relatively free of neck pain.

Bottom line, I still have that giddy work-related feeling, so I’ll run with it in spite of muscle spasms, pinched nerves, and an odd rash on my butt—probably unrelated. I may not be running on all engines, but I’m having fun doing it.

And for team building, I think a cribbage tournament will hold less risk of mind-numbing terror, broken bones, and projectile vomiting. We’ll save the zip-line for next year.

10 thoughts on “Don’t stop till you throw up

  1. OMG Karla, so sorry to hear you are a pain in the neck. Oops, I mean you HAVE a pain in the neck! No seriously, I hope it eases up quickly. You have work to do. No. Seriously.
    BIG Get-Better Hug from a really good hugger!

    (Please don’t edit this. Just cause you see my name. No no, please no.)

    Terri

    • Thanks for the hug! I’m just counting down the minutes until I can take a bedtime muscle relaxer. God bless the evil, greedy, blood-sucking drug companies.

  2. Oh, that’s no good!

    The closest I get to that is what I’d term a neck cold, where I get a degree of stiffness and ache in the neck for two or three days. That’s not much fun…

    • It’s kind of like having labor pains in your neck. At least I don’t have to worry about braces, prom dresses, and college tuition.

  3. Yikes, your symptoms sound like you’re dangerously close to being a huge success!

  4. You never said why you are so giddy about your job? Is your job auditioning new members for the Chippendale dancers?

    • No, but now you have me picturing Chippendales sliding down a zip line.

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