Posted by Good morning and happy Monday. I’m on the train to London for work at 6.20am in the morning, having woken up at 5am. On a rainy, dark Monday morning. Can’t really get more miserable than that. I rarely travel to work on a Monday, and especially at this time, but needs must.
I don’t really have anything to write about today. But that’s ok, I usually find something to ramble about. Let’s just go with it and see where we end up. I guess if I shut my eyes and search within – past the trauma, because no one wants to deal with that on a Monday morning – what I feel most is the pain in my neck.
I have a bit of a history with neck pain, I should probably check it out. It doesn’t take much for me to pull the muscle there. This time, it occurred when I was playing with the OddSon. And all he was doing was lying on the floor. Perhaps I play too hard.
Don’t think there’s many people that can say they give themselves whiplash playing with their 6 month old kids. Or maybe there is? Maybe this is common in parents but no one talks of it. The dark side of parenting… and the whiplash they have to live with because they got too in character when playing a monkey for a baby that knows no better? I guess get in touch if this happens to you too…
So yeah, for the last week or so I have been moving very rigidly. You know, like when Batman moved in those sexy leather suits from the 90s – turning his entire body left or right in order to turn his head.
That’s right, I’m comparing myself to Batman.
I was actually trying to find a gif of Batman turning his head from those 90s movies but got drawn to the above gif instead. I guess that’s more representative of the sort of Batman I would be. The hero you all deserve.
Anyway, Mrs OddFather hasn’t been impressed with this new injury of mine. It means I struggle to hold the OddSon in the middle of the night – telling Mrs OddFather I’m in too much pain. Which she would never understand… given she carries the OddSon pretty much every minute of every day. Ok, fine – my pain is BS compared to the aches and pains she feels.
But seriously, the pain is unreal when I turn in the middle of the night. And the only way I seem to be able to get out of bed is by replicating The Undertaker when you think he’s down and out before he gets up.
Wow. Comparing myself to Batman AND The Undertaker in one blog post. This is turning out to be a big Monday.
So yeah, I think I’ve rambled enough this morning, The WiFi in this train is unbearable – making this post harder to write. I guess it’s Monday for all of us – hope you all have a great day and week ahead!