I can't say what it is I hate doing because to do so would land me in the dog house for weeks if not months. Take my word for it though I hate it.
This time it was even worse than normal. Again I can't say what it was but damn sometimes I have to wonder about some people.
No it had nothing to do with a doctor or anything like that.
I could come up with a long list of things I hate doing but we have have those few things that are required of us on occasion and for whatever reason we still have to go along and do whatever it is regardless of our personal feelings.
Anyway did what I had to do and got through it not too much the worst for wear but I sincerely hope that I don't have to do anything else like it again for years to come. Get your mind out of the gutter folks. I can only say that afterward I was tired, in a really crappy mood, and wanted nothing more than to lay down and take a long nap.
I survived the ordeal, which is all anyone can expect of something of this caliber, and shall live to bitch about it long into the future. Believe me there will be much bitching. I have pulled out all my best notes on bitching and will be more than prepared for the many long and satisfying sessions to come. I am proud of the fact that I did manage to get through the whole thing without one negative word during the whole process which is more than I can say for many others. No I'm not the only one who feels this way about it. Anyway I'm off to try and find something entertaining to amuse myself with and forget, for now, the whole thing.
Still wondering? Sorry.