Thursday gave me the opportunity to discover something else that I can't much do with my dead fingers: eat with chopsticks. The thought of that hadn't crossed my mind. Those two fingers, though, are "strained" and "uncomfortable." It's always hard coming up with words to describe the feeling; the fingers are "dead," but still producing sensations that are beyond my ability to adequately explain.
Traditionally, I begin Christmas decorating the day after Thanksgiving. Not so this year, as I didn't bring boxes down from upstairs until today. Remember my year's experience with taking things down stairs.
By the way, the little "non-slip" shoes I was wearing when I fell are still at the foot of the garage stairs. Maybe I want to let them know that I've overcome their treachery.
4 comments:
What a fabulous wreath! I’m going to dig out my holiday decor tomorrow if I can work up the energy.
It is never officially the holidays until Bridget hangs up that wreath. ANCHOR DOWN!
What a pretty 'wreath' on your door!
I accept your challenge and will be putting the cardboard wreath on the door as soon as I finish this comment!
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