Pumpkin Girl finally started piano lessons again. After searching long and hard (or really just avoiding the issue), I found a very nice homeschool graduate working his way through college. Unfortunately, our music room now looks like this:
We had our very last household goods shipment arrive last week and we’re slowly working our way through it.
I was in the shower when the household goods arrived and saw them for the first time as I came downstairs. I was happily distracted by all our long awaited storage stuff and, well…I stepped into air. I did something to my ankle, not a sprain and probably not broken since I could walk on it, but it was definitely painful. I had to stop wearing my favorite Dansko shoes and be extra careful picking my way through all the snow, lest I reinjure myself. My ankle hurt for so long that I was starting to wonder if I should go have it x-rayed in my spare time (ha!), and then I caught a cold.
Not just any cold, but a breathe-through-your-mouth, cough-up-phlegm, and update-your-will, kind of cold. At the end of the last two days I was completely. wiped. out. I went to bed hours early. And lo and behold, I woke up this morning with my ankle feeling almost completely better. Full range of motion, no more stabbing pains. I guess it just needed a rest.
So feeling able to walk again, we went to the mall and I got my hair cut. I came home and immediately had Philip take a picture. It doesn’t really show off the cut, but pretend it does and tell me it’s cute.
Music room full of boxes
I fell down the stairs
I caught the mother of all colds and took to my bed
Rest made my ankle feel better
Better ankle meant a trip to the mall
I got a haircut
Comments are required requested optional but encouraged on how cute I look.
Thus, my story of seemingly unrelated events comes to an end.