Last Friday I left work to drive over two hours to meet up with a friend. Saturday and Sunday was spent exploring backroads in southern Alberta with some walking on the prairie and in the mountains. Sunday night I drove home and arrived about nine at night. Thanksgiving Monday I drove an hour in the morning to meet up with my sister and mother. Then back home to unpack, do the laundry, and get set up for the work week.
This morning I reached into the dryer for socks and felt a unpleasant twinge in my lower back. I have been moving gingerly ever since. Laundry must be to blame.