I’m So Handy

There was snow on the ground 10 days ago, but since then I’ve been out in the garden every day, all day. It’s looking good!

But… I’ve been increasingly concerned that I may have seriously injured my hand. Fun backstory: I had never broken a bone until I was an adult, and when I did, I shrugged it off and didn’t get it checked out until a few days later. (Because I am so very tough? Stupid?) I figured I had only jammed my finger on a bad softball catch, but when I still couldn’t fully extend it after the swelling had subsided and I’d rested the injury, I went in for X-rays and yep. So this is feeling familiar.

I hurt myself over the weekend when I was pounding in the metal fence stakes for some temporary puppy-proofing, but I pushed on. Lots of raking, digging, and planting, and a lot of other manual labor since then (hello, 200-pound planters! You’re cute.) Surprise! My hand hurts more and it has not gotten better! I’m going to the doctor this afternoon and hoping it’s just a sprain.

So, pretty plants and things? Yay!?

The garage too. She is lovely.

Actually, it’s farther along now — there’s a fresh coat of paint on it already! And 75% of the planting is done! Fingers crossed (and unbroken!) that my hand is fine and I can finish things up in a timely manner.