Why I Seem Mad

You just can't hear me.

Reaching

Yesterday, I had a sore back. So I spent about an hour slouching on my bed on top of a heat-mat-thing, and I didn't want to move. But I was bored. I got the idea to draw a little wagon on my daily quote calendar, in honor of Pioneer Day. After some strenuous reaching, I managed to grab it.

But my pencil was another matter.

Determined not to get up off of my aching and lazy butt, I tried again.

After many attempts, I simply grabbed my shelves, and yanked them towards me to reach my pencil. Thank goodness for wheels.