So, forgive me, gentle readers, I need to blog a bit regarding my hand. It is, afterall, the centrifigal point of my life…and writing helps me.
I was feeling at a very loose end today. I went and had my taxes done, all 5 returns! 4 states and one Federal. I was pleased that my refunds covered the preparers fees and the taxes I owed to RI and PA. I have some left over, if I get back to work, I will add a bunch to my Roth IRA and purchase a Garmin. After the taxes, I just could not get going. I just didn't want to do any hand work. I did take a little walk about the neighbourhood. Eventually I got around to the hand… I would think since the more I move it the better it gets, the faster I go back to a normal work assignment, that I'd be feeling like this fellow:
instead of this:
but for some reason today, I wasn't well motivated. Eventually, I got inspired to play with foam beads. My fingers twitch uncontrollably when I try to ball up my hand. It isn't pretty. So, I have 4 sizes of beads. the goal is to make a fist, not grab the beads, but the beads help make up the space between my fingers and my hand. I am actually happy with my progress. My pinky can hold all 4 levels with relatively little twitchiness. The ring finger, not so much. I was able to conquer the first foam bead, and in the last hour, I have advanced to the smaller bead! My finger still twitches at the bead contact. I hope this means some progress. I'm hoping that on Friday, I can conquer bead #3.
Its slow going and not fun. I want to get small shiny things to stick in the hole in the foam beads, but don't quite have the dexterity to put the bling bling in there!!!!
I feel like a different person, and I wonder who I'll be when this is all over.