My wrists are killing me. From a combination of sleeping oddly and not getting enough sleep, I have been left with achey joints. I know, I know. I sound like I'm 70 or something, but I know my wrists and they're tired and want to rest.
Rest will not come today, though, as I have a seven hour rehearsal for the musical I'm playing in the pit for: Into The Woods. I think it might be a long week with rehearsal every night from 630/730 til 10/10:30 along with work during the day. Woe is me, right? Haha...I'll stop complaining.