Tomorrow, Tomorrow

 Creeping at this petty pace...

Physical therapy starts tomorrow, and I'm looking forward to/dreading it.  Dreading because it means I have to get up and make myself presentable (🫩), looking forward because my arm has been bothersome the last couple of days.  I'm getting lots of ice and ice bags ready for the aftermath.

There's really nothing post-worthy going on here. 


   Bor-ing.

Comments

Delighted Hands said…
Well, at least boring means nothing new has cropped up! Hope the PT goes okay.
Anonymous said…
Good luck tomorrow at PT.
Araignee said…
I used to enjoy taking The Mister to his therapy sessions after his replacement sessions. It gave me an excuse to sit and knit while I waited. Good luck!

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