I finally got to the chiropractor this week. They took some X-rays, and today I got to look at them. I guess there's supposed to be a curve in my neck, but instead it's...pretty straight. Also, I guess my back bones are pointing in different directions when they're supposed to line up. It looked kinda nasty.

So, tonight I got my first neck snapping...popping, I can't remember what it's called now. He tried to crack my back, but it wouldn't budge. I wonder if it will, because from medical experiences past I've been told my backbone is pretty solid (they couldn't start an epidural on me when I had surgery). They also gave sent some sort of current through my shoulders and gave me a shoulder rub. It's kind of nice. Like spa treatment without the nudity. Even though I'm sore, I feel more relaxed when I leave. I let go whatever happened that day.

I apologize for not being better with the craft pictures. This half of the year has been rotten for me and crafting. I've been staying in bed during the good daylight hours for picture taking. I did crochet something last week, just something small, that I need to photograph. Maybe I'll get something up before my mini Christmas vacation starts, I hope. Monday is going to be slightly hectic.

That's it for now.

This is the season that keeps on giving.

Yesterday, my overpriced but comfy car was hit by some dumbass that ran a red light. I was going to lunch, a chance to unwind and get away from my incredibly annoying coworkers (one year can't come quickly enough). That didn't happen.

The whole driver's side is trashed, but I was able to get out of the car and step up into the ambulance.

I've got the whiplash, and I'm sore. Of course, my mom jumps into this and the phone hasn't stopped ringing all morning. She's pissing me off. Last night was the best night's sleep I've had all year.

I'm also wondering if the insurance company is actually going to try and fix this thing. If they do, and I have to pay over $300 a month for a wreck, I'm going to be even more annoyed.

At least I'm home for a couple of days, away from those stupid people, and that endless sea of brown and beige carpet and cubicles. What a price to pay, right?