Two steps forward...
So. That yard sale we had where we made a little cash. It's now going to help pay for two new rear tires and new rear brakes. Glad we took some of it to the Fence before we found out about all of the car stuff we'd soon be paying for.
Also, because I'm an idiot, the two days I spent hauling stuff around for the yard sale took a toll on my back. Yesterday I could barely move, and if I rested for more than ten minutes between (low-level) activities, the muscles in my lower back would scream bloody murder when I finally attempted to stand up again. I went to physical therapy for this last summer but it didn't help. Belly dancing helped improve the day-to-day pain a lot, reducing it to next to nothing, possibly due to improving my posture and increasing my all-over strength, including the all-important abdominal area. I have an appointment with a friend who's massage therapist on the 23rd. After telling her my history the other day, she thought that working both with her and a physical therapist would help. I'm looking forward to hearing what she has to say at the end of our session.
Today is a day of air conditioning and rest, and possibly a trip to the pool after dinner since Henry's been such a trooper about hanging around and doing nothing with his injured mom.