Slept on my hand a bit funny last night, and it woke me up around 2:00am, and kept waking me intermittently throughout the night. Feels as though my body weight shifted some bones in my hand. The use of my thumb and pinky finger together is nearly impossible this morning. A very prominent ache sings from my knuckles to my wrist on the three fingers furthest from my thumb. The tendons ache as well. Brushing my teeth was so bothersome I switched to my other hand. I know that if I sit on either foot I can cause myself some momentary aches and pains, but three or four hours of sleep has really left a mark on my right hand this morning. I slept poorly afterward because I couldn’t find a comfortable position for the hand so that it didn’t hurt. I may wind up being a grumpy sob today. I’ll try to keep my mind on something other than the throbbing pain in my hand. So, yeah – aging is fun. I’ve got that going for me, which is nice. Ha.
It’s bothersome, sure, but I don’t imagine it’ll last more than a few days before it subsides or disappears altogether. Lesson learned. Don’t sleep on your hands! And other timely lessons I am bound to learn in the coming years. Such as, don’t let the Tums run out. Have aspirin on hand, buy a decent medical/emergency kit, own atleast one tourniquet, fix small problems before they balloon into giant costly ones. Simple things like that. Experience you earned by being dumb, so now you seem old and wise regarding your experience with such things.
Wednesday, humpday, middle of the week, day. All of the above! Snow is inbound. Snow is imminent! How much snow? Yeah I don’t know. I need to look it up. But the white stuff is coming to town once more, so warm up those shovels, and keep the Voltaren handy! Looks like a few days of constant accumulation, so don’t leave it all for the last day, but don’t rush out there right away, you’ll just wind up adding one additional shovelling session to your to-do list.
Finished book four, a good ways into book five, and then it’s back to the Robert Evan’s old Hollywood autobiography- again. And that means I have until the end of June to finish it, and still maintain my schedule for 12 books in a year. I would like it to not take that long, but it could if it had too. Though, not to lie, if I don’t finish it in another week, I’ll swap out for the Adrian Tchaikovsky book I got for Christmas, and will read that instead. I have a feeling I’ll still be trying to get to the end of the Bob Evans book around Christmas of this year! Ha. Can you imagine.
I bought an N.K Jemison trilogy that I’ve heard rave reviews of, and they look long(ish), so I can’t be dragging my feet if I want to complete the reading list. As a new to me author, I’m not sure what to expect. Will I fly through it, like a John Scalzi, or Michael Crighton novel, or will I slow walk it like a Stephen King, or a George R R Martin tome? I hope that for my sake they are fast and exciting reads. It’s great to finally find and add a new good author to the list. However to do that, you do wind up reading some less than stellar stuff too. That’s the gamble. Rave reviews by people you wouldn’t like don’t mean much. Have to pull those reviews from trusted sources, which can be difficult these days. Is it paid? Are they friends? Are the blurb authors from the same publisher? Do you trust the judgement of said blurb authors? All sorts of things factor in. Have they given you good references before to find books you enjoyed? Or did their previous endorsements kind of suck – at least in terms of your own interests. But I digress.
In positive news I don’t need to buy my books as large print just yet. My eyes, at least for now, seem to be holding up. My hearing is dog shit, but it’s been that way for a huge portion of my life. I do – *technically* need at least one hearing aid, but they are expensive, and I try to get all of my briefs, and change requests in written form, so that staves off much confusion from accents, speech volume, or ambient room noise that I find distracting. Also leaves a paper trail of why changes were made, and whom asked for them. Also, I don’t have an immediate boss, so I don’t need to listen to anyone talk on the daily, and that relieves stress in my life like you wouldn’t believe. Probably why I dislike books on tape so much! And why I watch the bulk of my movies and tv shows with the closed captions on.
Huh, aging, ain’t it grand! Ciao Bella!
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