I've been thinking since we've gotten back from Connecticut that I am not balanced, that I've lost my bearings. It's been a small but growing feeling that I had no idea of what to do about it. So my body seems to have taken over -- I have a rather nasty case of shingles going down one leg, and on Monday evening, walking with a friend in Chicago, I tripped, fell, and as I found out today, fractured my right wrist. Yes, I've lost the balance in my life. I am also awfully grumpy because I can't see the entire plan. What kind of an adventurer gets shingles, breaks her wrist, and is rather grumpy about ambiguity?
so much for kvetching!
posted by Suz @ 8:47 PM
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