Housework is now banned as far as I'm concerned after I ruptured a tendon in my middle finger making the bed. It seems funny that I can do so much damage with such a simple task but it's not a joke. My finger is in a splint and I'm typing with three fingers of my left hand. The doctor is talking specialists and micro-surgery and I'm a bit freaked out! I was just making the bed.
The upside of this is that I've spent a lot of time waiting in the doctor's surgery, waiting for x-rays so I've been reading my unfinished manuscript, I'm with the Band. It has a lot of potential - the beginning needs rewriting as it took me a while to find the story, but I really like the story, so it's time that I gave Kat a fitting ending. It's suprising what a bit of time and distance can do when you reread your writing.
The weekend was great - well up until the point on Sunday night when I stupidly decided to remake the bed - and I caught up with aunts, uncles, cousins, nephews, nieces, brother and sister. Lots of family! But this weekend will be catch-up on relaxation and preparation for Christmas. Blink and we'll already be in 2008!