Mom's having a tough week this week. A friend of mine asked me to fill in one of the lead roles in his show this weekend. He asked me on Saturday, the show goes up tomorrow. So yesterday, I packed Sadie and her playpen and some toys to keep her busy in the car and we went to rehearsal. She was very well behaved and everyone loved her. Take her home and we do our evening walk. I'm still feeling really sick so it was shorter than usual and MAN did she cop an attitude. Well when it was time to go to bed, she decided she didn't want to go and she pitched such a fit. When I finally got her to go in her crate, I slipped and stubbed my toe on the side of the stupid thing, HEARD the bone snap and started swearing my head off. At this point Sadie is going ballistic in her crate because I'm screaming and swearing. I realize that there's no point in going to the ER for a broken toe, as I've broken enough doing theatre to know they can't do much for you. I didn't have any medical tape in the house so I tape the stupid thing up with Scotch tape and try to get some sleep.
Woke up this morning and my toe and part of my foot was BLACK. And when I step on it, shooting pains up my calf. Awesome. It was super fun walking Sadie this morning. And the show that I'm filling in for someone for is opening tomorrow. Watching me try to dance should be interesting. I hate today. And yesterday too. And I might just hate tomorrow, haven't decided yet.