A Night of Alcohol and Pain

This is a short week for me because I am taking 1/2 Thurs. and all of Friday off. In the spirit of getting everything done this week, I stayed after work for about 30 minutes on Monday. Just as I was heading for the elevators the fire alarm went off. I forgot they were testing the system this week. I work on the 7th floor and, of course, the first thing a properly working fire safety system does is send all the elevators to the first floor and lock them open. I had the option of waiting an indeterminate time while 4 people checked out all floors to make sure the fire doors closed and other safety things were in place or I could walk down the stairs. I had a million things to do after work, so I chose the stairs. By the time I got to the van my legs felt like rubber and they continue that way for most of the evening. Today the pain set in, luckily it's not my knees but my quadriceps. Going from sitting to standing or standing to sitting is a killer. Even the 5 or 6 stairs to the laundry room sent spasms that were painful enough I needed to use the handrails.

On the bright side of this evening, I managed to finally make the rum balls. The chocolate sugar bombs are drying out and will be ready to put away in the morning. They should be just right for the party on Saturday. As the official taster (stonebender and dbubley don't like them) I will say I felt a slight buzz by the 4th one. I'm a cheap drunk though, so they really aren't that strong.

Well, here I sit again at 3 am when I have to get up around 6:30 am. Where do my brains go at night?