Now… I’m going to try really hard not to slice my good left hand. Have some cooking to do.
Three weeks like this, then likely surgery with multiple pins and screws and a cast for 6-8 weeks. Like my mom always says, I’m an accident waiting to happen…
You should have seen me this morning (Ray and Tom). I got home from the doctor’s office and I needed to put on my hiking boots so I could get Jake out for a hike but I couldn’t tie the laces. I called the one neighbor for whom I have a phone number.
“Uh, hi Mary. This is Julia. Are you home?”
“No. I’m at the gym. What’s up?”
“Uh, I need you to tie my shoes.”
So I went from house to house, hoping I’d find someone home. No luck. And then a Fedex truck turned into our court.
I ran after him. “Wait! Wait! Help!”
He stopped his truck and climbed out. He looked all concerned. “What’s wrong? What do you need?”
“Can you tie my shoes?”
He looked down at my hiking boots and then at my cast and then at my hiking boots and he laughed so hard.
But he tied my shoes. Now I must call Fedex so he can get some sort of commendation. Thanks, Sir Ron of Fedex.