Yesterday was oneofthosedays...
Bug was fussy from the start (that's what happens when you don't fall asleep until 10 p.m. and wake up by 5:30 a.m.).
Then, a thunderstorm came and blew a large branch right on top... right on top of the one 8 foot by 8 foot section of my yard that has been lovingly and carefully tended (not to mention hundreds of dollars poured into), my bountiful square foot garden.
I happened to see it, and it literally sucked the breath out of me, I was so shocked.
I should have taken a pic with the branch on top, but didn't because I was so desperate to see the damage.
It's hard to tell how much will survive.
Before it fell, I had started moving mattresses and bed frames to create the "great co-sleeping room of 2010." For some reason, the branch made me all more determined to finish.
As I was pulling out a bed slat, it caught and then suddenly released.... taking a huge part of my thumb and slicing my fingernail in half.
I didn't need stitches or anything, but it hurts.
And, I completely understand the need for opposable thumb.
Truthfully, it's been on of those... weeks? months?
House has rotting wood... at least $1000 repair. Recliner broke (now just a chair), nice couch just caved in on one side, toilet screws corroded and leaking on floor and under toilet (slowly).
I know none of these are tragedies, but it has been like water torture around here.
And how did I end the day? I went here and got some white habotai silk scarves to dye with Kool Aid. Thanks so much to Childhood Magic for the great idea.