Auditioned for the next Incredibles movie: st r e t ch.
So I was going to show you the it-was-going-to-be-finished baby sweater. Yeah well.
Typing gingerly and glad for a hubby who raced for the icepacks: turn the treadmill off first, don’t grab at the handle to keep from falling while it pulls your feet away. Or, how to learn things you already knew and thought you’d planned out against in advance.
Life’s way of saying, forget the chores; go prop up your feet, wrap an afghan around you (thank you all for those!) and go read a good book in the October evening cool.
Why thank you, Three Cups of Tea arrived in the mail, I think I will.