Those darn imps

If I believed that my life was important enough for Satan to send his imps after me, then I would definitely be cursing them today. I finally woke up with a clear vision of the work that needs to be done around here and the desire to complete it. So why do I feel like someone is standing on my lower back? I ignored the discomfort long enough to do a bit of housework while the kids were getting ready for school, but I had to give up when the pain shot down to my foot. The kids are out of school this Friday, so I guess I'll be playing supervisor. Thank heaven that they are now old enough to take orders!