Weekend hopes vs. Weekend reality....

We didn't finish the project Friday. *sigh* So I couldn't accompany DH to Seward this weekend. Oh well, I was so sore and tired today, I didn't get out of bed until 3pm. I woke up once when Pastor E called to let me know that since he can't get a firm head count, we'll go head with potluck since not every knows about the change he wanted to make this month. I thought I just sleep a few more minutes and get up and shower. Next thing I know, it's 3pm!! I've spent the rest of the day on the couch. I get up periodically and walk around the house since inactivity makes things stiff and sore. I had to medicate with a higher dosage of Percocet than I have in a while. *sigh* I so wish they'd find answers to all this crap. Poor, poor Gracie was forced to stay in the bedroom while I slept. She had a potty pad, but she hates to use it, so she was flying down the stairs when I finally rolled out of bed. That poor dog. I left the back door open so she could lay out in the sun this afternoon. Once the sun was no longer in the back yard, she started laying in sun spots in the house. It was hilarious to watch her move every time the sun spot moved. Silly dog. I didn't make it to work today, obviously, so I really have to go in tomorrow--no if, ands or buts about it. I so hope that Monday goes better.