moanin', Volties.
I'm glad to hear that bruise is just a bruise, Celt. I know what you mean about bruises. I get them and wonder how, really, 'cause I never notice what happened because I'm busy doing something or other. Worse yet is not noticing I've cut myself until I see blood somewhere and, again, wonder how the heck I did it.
I was up too early and already have two loads of laundry done, chicken cooked for Bo, adjusted the side door so it closes without slamming and have most of the stuff ready to install the air conditioner. All that's left for that "little" project is to bring it up from the basement. Time for the lifting belt, just to make sure. Once that's done I'm off to the chiropractor for my monthly tune-up and need to get some cards and, hopefully, a chain for my chainsaw. TS let me down and didn't have the one I need.