Night before we move I was talking to a player (I was scorekeeping not playing) during warm ups. I had my hand resting on the side of the penalty box. A guy thought he would be funny to check the guy I was talking to from behind. Not expecting it he plowed into me. At first we thought it was my hand turns out it was my ulna. So yeah.
So I didn’t get to help move and unpacking has been interesting!
Also sadly my computer doesn’t want to work. So everything is being done on phone…with my left hand.
But I get to move to this awesome kitchen (all gas yay!) so worth it. And interestingly enough even though there are boxes everywhere I feel more at home here in the last couple days than I did in my old place.
So not much baking which is sad since my NINE year, yes 9, blog anniversary is Friday!
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I’ll be back when I can.