Well, I messed up big time on Wednesday. I was "just" taking bread out for the birds and squirrels, and got careless on the small step going out the front door. Managed to thoroughly break both bones in my ankle. So I now have a huge collection of hardware in said ankle and am on
no weight bearing for six weeks.
So I'm in a nursing home for rehab until my arm strength is up to holding up my ample weight for one legged walker hopping or six weeks, whichever comes first.
Meanwhile Liz is trying to find a place for Loki to stay, we have the cats set up for a neighbor to check on a couple of times a week, and I am not enjoying communal life on a day persons schedule and food that ranks way low even by hospital standards.
They couldn't do much of anything on the holiday weekend, including giving me the password for the slow internet connection. I'm not happy in case you couldn't tell.