I've been trapped in my apartment since February 24th recovering from the stupidest trip and fall accident ever. I did nothing but turn around and take one step and my foot hooked into the gas line of a Smith Little Torch and down I went. One fractured bone and torn ligament later (and surgery and the pain and suffering connected to that) here I am, trying not to go crazy and getting down to the business of taking care of things I should have done long ago.
I spent the past weekend updating my web site, after three years of doing nothing at all, and I have to say - I'm pretty proud of the way it turned out. I have a new shopping cart so interested patrons can avail themselves of my pretty baubles easier. And then I decided to try out a blog, so here I am. Typing away. An attractive design will have to wait for another day. The foot is slightly throbbing so I should go to the couch and put it up.
Next Wednesday I'll go back to the doc to see if I can start walking. Oh yeah - did I forget to tell you I also haven't walked since February 24th? It's all been hands and knees for me. Gotta admire babies for not complaining. And for not getting scabs on their tiny knees. Must be a special dispensation for 'em, the lack of scabbage. Okay enough for one day. Take care and watch where *you're* going!
