Yesterday morning I awoke, and the first thing I realized was that I was lying on the wrong side (of my body) and I had a crick in my shoulder/neck area.
Husband came through the bedroom door to wake me for church and before I could moan and whine one little word, he said, "I got a terrible crick in my neck."
What! Outrage! That was my line!
Now, tell me, how can one whine when one has been whined to about the very same thing?
And how the heck did we both get a crick?
Anyway, we tried to help each other.
We both still have cricks.
And; sympathy does not love company.
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