It is my pinky finger, so no big deal right? Well, who knew someone with the name "Satia" would use her pinky a lot. I mean A LOT when she is typing. I clearly did not. So last night I wrapped it up in tape with my ring finger to keep me from doing something stupid to it in my sleep.
Okay. Stupid-er because you are probably wondering what I did to my poor finger to cause it to bruise. Are you ready for the stupidest answer because I'm about to tell you after the next picture.
I kicked it. Yep. I kicked my own finger. And that picture there shows what it looks like right now as I type this. Okay. Not quite right now because clearly I took the picture and uploaded it and now I am typing. But that's what it looks like.
It doesn't hurt as much, however. I may still tape it up tonight, just to be extra cautious.
In case you're wondering how I kicked my own finger, let's just say I was exercising and it wasn't easy and it hurt a lot but not enough to keep me from continuing to exercise for another 15 minutes because I was determined to get in my cardio for the day.
So I'll be catching up on comments on both of my blogs and finding recipes and doing what I can. If not tomorrow then definitely by Sunday (I'm typing this Friday night). There is something perversely ironic in how I seem to be striving to get some momentum happening in my life and I keep being blindsided by stupidity, most of it my own.