In an unfortunate series of events, I have broken my left hand. Again. This makes the fourth time I have broken it, and I swear to god, it’s getting very frustrating. I know I ‘m a bit of a klutz, but this is insane! I suppose I can live in the happy knowledge that only one of the breaks was actually my fault, but still. No fun.
I have a few weeks of recovery, and then hopefully I’ll be back in business as far as my lace needles are concerned. It has slowed up progress all over the house, but at least I don’t have to do the dishes anymore! Ahh, there’s the silver lining.