A Bad Beginning

Current mood: aggravated

So, this year has already gotten off to a bad start. Last night, Chuy came home with a sore throat and sniffles and...guess what I got up with this morning? Not to mention that he kept waking me up during the night with his stuffy-nosed snoring. But that's not the worst part.

The worst part is that no one did any dishes yesterday and, when I walked into the kitchen, there was a big pile of 'em in the kitchen sink. Well, I usually don't have to do dishes because I have sensitive skin and the detergent makes my hands turn red. But, trying to be the good spouse since Chuy isn't feeling well, I went ahead and started doing them. Big mistake!

Just as I was washing MY FAVORITE GLASS, it slid out of my soapy hands, hit the side of the sink, broke, and gashed my right pinkie! Waaaaaaaaah! So, I have to yell to Chuy that I'm wounded and he comes in with peroxide, Bandaids, and proceeds to put hydrocortisone ointment on the wound instead of antibiotic ointment. I wiped it off before he put on the Bandaid but, damn, putting cortisone on an open wound like that...well, I hope my pinkie doesn't fall off!

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On a more positive note, yesterday I e-mailed my realtor in Dallas, Texas, telling him I'm pretty sure I want to move ahead with getting one of the condos I saw over there in August and asked him if it was still available. He called me back today and said, yes, several units are available in that building and he will go over there tomorrow and scope them out for me. If he can get me a good deal, I may just be a condo owner very soon!

P.S. Pinkie still attached!