Why me?
Fate is sometimes NOT on my side--last week I manage to fight the funk enough to actually work on the woodwork stripping project in Ed's office, only to drive a redwood splinter into my right index finger about 1/2 inch, which, being that I am very right handed, is not a good thing. I managed to dig most, but not all, of it out, but what I didn't get apparently caused an infection and today I went to Kaiser, where a nurse practitioner dug the rest out (ouchy) and prescribed an antibiotic for the infection. Naturally, my finger is not too happy right now, but it hasn't been for a week, and at least now I have some hope of it improving, as long as I take the medicine. Meanwhile, no more work has gotten done on the office. Sigh.....will I ever finish in there? I'd better, or Ed may decide to divorce me. ;-D
On the other hand, I have started gathering my stuff for the next craft day with the sisters and looking into flights to Maui for the Newman vacation in July, either much more interesting at this point than working on the office.....did I injure myself as an excuse to do what I want? God, that's extreme, I hope not.
On the other hand, I have started gathering my stuff for the next craft day with the sisters and looking into flights to Maui for the Newman vacation in July, either much more interesting at this point than working on the office.....did I injure myself as an excuse to do what I want? God, that's extreme, I hope not.