My last blog was on November 15. This is why:
Getting ready to drive down the I-5. Type A me, foot traveling about 50 per hour forward while looking up, ran right into the U-Haul stem. Good thing it's low to the ground. Good thing Rick was there to break the fall. Tough luck that all of me traveled forward except my pinky finger which got hung up on something. It wasn't pretty unless, of course. you like right angles. This seems like overkill for a bone on a little finger but it is what it is. Missing golf and tennis...
1 comment:
Oh dear. So sorry. It is amazing how much a little old broken finger can hurt! I hope it heals fast.
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