Ow Ow Ow!

One week I had off; one measly week.
    Just seven days away from work. You wouldn't have thought so, though, to see me today. It was as if my body had never cleaned before, let alone cleaned professionally. By the time 9-am rolled around, not only was I so far behind that I couldn't catch up - there may well be complaints tomorrow, and well deserved they will be if there are - but every last inch of me was throbbing as though I had gone through a couple of rounds with Mike Tyson.
    =sighs=

I know it will get easier, but right now: OW OW OW!

Alice xxx