Confession:

I have been sore for a week now. 

My right shoulder and left shoulder blade are killin' me!

After about 24 hours of thinking and complaining about what I could have done,

(it sure wasn't from working out)

Drew finally figured it out.

I vacuumed myself sore.

Seriously.

We just got a new canister vac, which is hugely slightly challenging

to push across thick carpeting.

And I've been vacuuming like a demon because it's still novel enough

to be fun, and my little angels are, how can I put this -

filthy little beasts.

So I've got vacuum shoulder.

Sort of like tennis elbow, only way worse.

I've got myself a personal trainer by the name

Miele,

and he's kicking my arse.

I weep for my lack of muscle tone.