. . Ow. Dammit.
I'd meant to keep going, see if I could hit twelve for this month, but no go. Shoulder's gone off again.
Not severely, I don't even have the raging headache portion of the new trick, but I'm losing fine motor control. Gross motor--driving, most of pilates class tonight--has been fairly okay, at least over short periods, but oy.
Argh. I'll just have to do fourteen in June. I should be able to manage that, right?
(In other news, in the ten pieces I did finagle this month, I cleared twenty-two thousand words. My 'whut.' face.)
Not severely, I don't even have the raging headache portion of the new trick, but I'm losing fine motor control. Gross motor--driving, most of pilates class tonight--has been fairly okay, at least over short periods, but oy.
Argh. I'll just have to do fourteen in June. I should be able to manage that, right?
(In other news, in the ten pieces I did finagle this month, I cleared twenty-two thousand words. My 'whut.' face.)