Can't get anything done. Not this paper. Nothing. I can't work without a deadline. My right arm hurts from typing yesterday and babysitting today. There is no comfortable position; I have to get home and put it into a nice brace. I'm taking the day off babysitting tomorrow to get done all that must get done. Mexican food for dinner all spicy goodness is now heartburn. (how old AM I? Aging by the day.)
Going home to emptiness of flatmate having left, taking cat and husband. Ibuprofen and sleep. Off to the hand doctor at 9 a.m.
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Going home to emptiness of flatmate having left, taking cat and husband. Ibuprofen and sleep. Off to the hand doctor at 9 a.m.
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