"Don't Be Too Happy"
I must have been nuts.
Why would a sane person be so happy when just waking up?
I raised my bedside shade on a gray, cool day,
and did a few stretches and tummy crunches, just to promote health.
Preventive maintenance.
I swung my legs gingerly out of the bed.
Maybe that's the problem.
I have never been known for doing anything
that could be described as gingerly.
I was checking the calls on the answering machine, while putting on my
sweatshirt and jeans, and doing sort of a twist or conga at the same time,
when my back went out.
Now it takes me five minutes to stand to a semi-straight position,
and I walk slowly and painfully in the shape of a croissant.
That's what I get for being too damn happy.
Copyright © January 3, 2002 by Jack Blanchard. All rights reserved.
