We've passed aching and moved towards the kind of pain that makes me bitchy.
It's that whole first day of my period BS. Extra estrogen. Etc.
So, I'm back at home after a long day of work. Comfy pants. Red wine. Great husband who picked me up a hamburger with extra pickles (a common craving for me on the first day of my period). Life can't be too bad.
Now we're watching Shaun of the Dead and I'm contemplating taking a pre-bedtime nap.