...get blisters on both heels. Thanks new shoes.
...staple my finger while trying to kill a fly in my office.
And to top it off, yesterday I sliced my finger wide open cutting an apple while making lunch for Michael and I. (Don't worry Mom and Dad, I didn't need stitches.)
So here I am many Band Aids later, limping around and awkwardly typing with a tightly bandaged left ring finger. Sigh. Tomorrow can only be better, right?