My hand’s
in a stiffer wrist brace I bought on Amazon, and I have an appointment with the
hand doctor Monday. Hopefully I’ll know for sure what this is, carpal tunnel,
tendonitis, diabetes cheiropathy.
While I’m
trying not to use the computer much, I’ve decided this is a perfect opportunity
to twitter. You see, I don’t twitter. I’m still a dinosaur who remembers Bonanza,
I Dream of Jeannie, and when I lost my job eight years ago and my husband said,
“O.K., the first thing we have to do is set up a home email address for you” I said, “Why?”
OK, I learned that lesson.
But
twitter? I mean who cares what I’m doing, and following people sounds like I
need a whole ‘nother 24 hours in my day to be in anyone’s posse. Besides, if you’re
really doing something great, wouldn’t you be doing it rather than writing
about it?
But,
since I’m trying to cut down on keyboard time, here’s my first go:
Right now
I’m drinking my second cup of coffee, just had to have it, and planning my
morning walk. Hoping avidly it won’t
rain when I have to hustle myself out of the house tonight and go into the city
for a friend’s birthday party. Does that make me a bad person?
I know, I
know, too long, 205 words. I’ll get better, I promise.
Hmmm…what
are you doing right now?
