We’ve got ton ‘o things to do today. Yesterday’s real good skate produced of all things, a very sore shin. Unused muscles, not an impact: you kind of lean into your boot-front, and I leaned\u00a0. Now I have Salonpas patches from my knee to my ankle in a nice row, and an elastic bandage. And a dinged-up hand. Jane ordered a bunch of small things from Collections, meaning flat-pack little stands for setting things on, like computers, etc, to avoid having Efanor the Neutron Cat landing on the closed lid of another computer (wince)–<\/p>\n
Well, the postman, who doesn’t like delivering large heavy unbalanced boxes, left it in the flowerbed again; and I spotted and and went down to get it, first because he’d set it on one our baby spruce trees, and secondly because it was wet mulch under it; and of course it had come mostly untaped. I SHOULD have opened it and carried the heavy little packages up and put them on the porch, but no, I’m a stubborn idiot. I grabbed one of the flaps of the unfolding box and attempted to pull it up the 3 steps to the top of the porch.<\/p>\n
Mistake. This company, which deals a lot with the Orient, uses rice-paper boxes. As I hauled it over the rim of the third step, the whole flap ripped off without warning, my hand recoiled upward into the mailbox magazine rack-thingie, and the whole box fell down three steps, upending and spilling the boxes inside. I thought I’d broken my hand: the mailbox rack\u00a0is severely bent, and I’m shaking my hand, swearing and yelling for Jane—who was peacefully working inside.<\/p>\n
We got the thing in box at a time, and my hand was not broken, but it’s going to have a spectacular mouse: the rack thingie hit between thumb and bone of the forefinger, nice soft spot, and it’s going to go through colors, but no damage done, no hindrance to my typing.<\/p>\n
Today we help out OSG’s friend Jill, who’s coming in for Nationals, and get done all the belated mailing and stuff. We’re not going in to skate today—for one thing, my sore foot; and for another, no locker room. And third, we’ve got so much to do.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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