I have re-crunched the ankle I sprained a few weeks ago, and this time Fuzzy is insisting I see a doctor about it. I still think it’s just a sprain, and I see no reason to spend valuable time sitting in plastic chairs reading old magazines, to be told it’s a sprain, but my toes are feeling kinda furry, like they’re partly asleep, so I’ll be calling the clinic in the morning.
No, really, I will.
In other news, my plan to do all Christmas cards by December 1 went *poof*, so the new goal is by the end of the weekend.
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