I have a problem when it comes to buying shoes. Well, it's actually a problem with buying clothing in general. I'm cheap. Very cheap. I tend to have arbitrary price limits in my head and refuse to buy anything that costs more than that. This does come in handy considering our limited funds for things like clothing and shoes, but it also means that I tend to have a wardrobe of odd, non-matching, ill-fitting clothes. While it's true that I have found some great things at thrift stores and on clearance, I definitely have other clothes that are just plain lame. I will often choose to buy things because they are cheap, even sacrificing what I really want because it doesn't fit my predetermined price conventions. I am convincing myself to buy this jacket because it is comfortable, stylish, fits a wardrobe need (I don't have a blazer or jacket), and matches a skirt I already have. Oh and it comes in petite, so I can get a large that won't squeeze my tummy and not hav
Yesterday morning I was attempting to use the computer for something and S-Boogie was pestering me. After she hit me few times, I decided it was time to go in time-out, so I picked her up in my left arm and headed into the other room. On my way out of the bedroom I shoved the door out of the way vigorously, and gave it a good smack to release some frustration. My right hand and the edge of the door connected along the fat part just below the thumb. I immediately began to feel crushing pain in my hand and it started to swell. Luckily Master Fob came home shortly thereafter and we decided that a visit to urgent care was in order. I was nervous to end up spending several hundred dollars for them to tell me to just go home and take more Tylenol, but after a few x-rays and some deliberation the doctor decided that I had badly bruised and sprained my hand, and possibly given myself a small fracture or two as well. So I get to wear a splint for the next few days and learn how to be helpless. At least this morning it was already feeling quite a bit better, so hopefully I'll be good as new soon. Maybe I should get a punching bag for my next birthday.
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