I spent the afternoon sorting beads. I have a few projects that I would like to do at a retreat at the end of the month and I wanted to get some supplies together. Sorting beeds can be done with your left hand. I am getting better at using my right elbow too…it can shut doors.
Far Guy is like a General..no sweeping acorns…he hollers… enough! He says I must be getting better because I am argumenative. He says when I am really sick/in pain I don’t argue a bit…he also asked if I was ready to do the other hand yet? Nope not so much…I hope it never requires surgery.
A family member suggested that I tape my arm to my body. Another one asked “Why in the world were you doing dishes?’ duh…cause they were dirty?
See neat and orderly…those black ones in between the red ones might get moved…my OCD/CDO may take over.
Two packets ready to go to retreat. I must have been in a pink/green mood.
I am not certain that I will be able to use my hand enough to stamp Christmas Cards at retreat, watercolor and assembly perhaps but stamping takes a bit of motion that causes me pain. I have some stamped but I know I don’t have 120 of them stamped…I may have to recruit my most handsome handy husband to help me one day next week.
My hand is better, but it still insists on swelling and is painful when used too much. I am trying to take it as easy as I can.