About two hours later, the cardboard was no where to be seen and one can had blown over, great. About an hour later, two cans had blown over so I went out to pick them up and set them against one another again. Trash is blowing everywhere, I am freezing my patooty off, trying desperately to keep my hat from blowing off and also trying not to blow away myself.
I do this again two more times and decided the third time around, I would just bring in the trash because this would be going on all day and trash was blowing everwhere. As I'm picking up the second can, I could feel my lower back muscle pull, great. Trust me, that made it worse trying to pull the cans into the garage as I am walking against the wind.
I stayed in bed the rest of the day with heating pad and took some medicine. As the day wore on, I was doing ok. I made sure not to do too much. By Saturday, my back was much better.
Then Sunday morning came...getting ready to head to church and as I pull on my Spanx, ouch, there went that same back muscle! Really? Right now? I took in a couple of breaths and continued to pull the rest up and that is a challenge even without a pulled muscle. These fun Spanx go all the way up to the bottom of my bra line. I know, I know, why? Because they don't roll down as the other ones do and end up as a donut around my waist with one movement. What I won't do to avoid panty lines.
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