While fixing a unicycle, I walked into the frame and sliced off a bit of my toe. There’s this 0.2cm thick chunk hanging from my toe. I think it’s mostly skin though but I didn’t want to examine it further so I pressed the bit back into the gaping hole and held it there with a plaster.
So anyway. We had this training session at work this week where one of the components was a personality test. I found it particularly interesting that the summary stated that I “may have difficulty relating to people she (I) see as over-concerned with health, safety and comfort issues. There’s also a point that states that I “should avoid china shops”.
It’s also worthy to note that today’s the first day in a WEEK that I can move my arm in circles, use a spanner, scratch my back with no pain and open a door without using both hands.
As I look to my ceiling right now, I notice there’s a piece of it missing after my dad fixed up new curtain rails. I think some things run in the family.