Here I sit..

It's about 11:10pm sunday night. The night before Deb and the kids get home(FINALLY). At first I thought I was too keyed up to sleep because of that but I don't know anymore. There's something not quite right but I can't put my finger on it.. It's like pent up energy and I don't have a release because i'm not sure what kind of energy it is. BLECH!!

Maybe I just need a vacation.. And before you think "well he just was on his own for 2 weeks".. Well I was busy most of that time and I don't sleep well when Deb and the kids are gone so i'm pretty much exhausted. I guess I just need my routine back. I can handle new situations fine and can even thrive on them, but I still need my "safe" place. For the longest time that used to be holed up by myself with a ton of movies or books to lose myself in for a couple days. Now I tried that and it didn't work anymore. My safe place now is with Deb and the kids. I guess my batteries needed to be charged but I had no way of doing it.

Anyways.. I'm kinda rambling. I AM tired. Just can't sleep. And when I DO get to sleep, i've got to wear this stupid splint otherwise I can't move my hand for a couple hours in the morning because the pain is so intense. Here's a couple pics of the thing.




Isn't it lovely? The doc's said I had to wear it a couple weeks and then get re-evaluated. Yippee!! I know people get injured and stuff and I'd probably be fine if it were my foot (which has happened) or ribs or something. Or even my LEFT hand. But my right?? I do all my favourite things with my right hand and after years of neglect, the left one just doesn't feel the need to step up to the plate and help me out.

Blah.. rambling again.. Sorry

Anywho.. if anyone actually reads this anymore.. well. Ummmm.. Good For You!!