… have been greatly exaggerated. In actual fact, what happened was that I sprained my right wrist, which made typing incredibly painful and life with a toddler remarkably difficult in general. I couldn’t pick anything up, hold a pencil, open jars, slice cheese or meat, put my arm through the sleeve of my jacket, sling my bag over my shoulder… it was challenging.
Lots of things happened in the past six days, including a wonderful play date with Curtana and Arthur; a fabulous dinner out Friday night with friends; a lovely few hours Friday morning and early afternoon spent with Rosy, her husband, and her dog (who loved the owly shoes even more than Liam does!); a fun but quick visit with t! and Jan; and dinner with the ADZO household. We also got our chest freezer and it is now happily full of organic beef and other goodies.
I know I’m missing things, but that was the week in a nutshell. Now I’m reviewing a technical document to determine a fee for editing it at the end of the week, and it’s nowhere near as bad as I’d expected it to be, which is wonderful — it means I won’t have to sacrifice nights and brain cells to it. And I’m still taking it easy on my wrist. The last thing I need is to wrench it back into an unusable state.