Friday, March 20, 2009
While working on my first project to cross off the list, I hurt my finger. Bad. I don't know if it is the fact that I have been crash dieting or that I am a weenie, but I almost threw up. Then I thought "that's gonna leave a mark". My husband I were working on converting an unused storage room in the shop to a garden shed with a workbench, when somehow a 12 foot long 2x4 smashed it. Before I even had a chance to explain what just happened it had started to darken. Thank goodness it wasn't the hand I clean teeth with. That would have been hard to explain.... why sick has nothing to do with illness and everything to do with a smashed finger. Forgive the crummy fingernail polish but I also pulled early spring weeds. Just thought I would share my newest owie. I am a klutz. Boy, my husband felt bad.
Posted by Heather at 9:34 PM