I feel bad about my neck

So, Saturday morning I wake up, bright and early for my dentist appointment and BANG, I try to do a lovely morning stretch and something cracks and crackles and I"m staring down at the sink wondering if I've actually died of neck pain.

But no, still living. I wrenched something and wrenched it damn hard. It hurts when I sit, not so much when I stand, which is an evil irony. Anyway, this weekend was spent on the couch, in pain, with my wonderful future husband taking extremely good care of me. What a trooper he is. Seriously, I'm lucky.

But I've been working on my Secret! How can this happen when I DID NOT put this on my vision board? I"m taking it to mean I need to sit down. I need to talk to John. I need to pet the dog. I need to not worry whether the bathroom is clean (its clean, I cleaned it yesterday, ow). So yeah, I'm working on not worrying about my "long run" tonight, or bumming out people cause I hurt.

Also, my brand new copy of A Knight's Tale just arrived, along with my copy of Eckhart Tolle's A New Awakening..interesting arrival of books and things, I suppose I should settle in and check them both out.

Oh, and I have one cavity. YAY! Please understand, in my family, having only a cavity is reason for celebration, since most times we go, its for a root canal, or losing a tooth. So yay! I'm like normal people!

More tomorrow, wish me luck, and if anyone has any advice for serious muscle pulls, please leave a comment!