My Thumb

Today at work I sliced my darn thumb open. I was just sitting at my desk and I looked and noticed that the knuckle on my left thumb was cut open. I have no idea how it happened. Maybe there was a sharp edge somewhere? And of course as soon as I looked at it the pain started. Luckily, we have no shortage of band-aids and I had a tube of Neosporin in one of my drawers. But for the rest of the day, whenever I bend my thumb, it starts to hurt.

I also didn’t practice good pedometer discipline today. It wasn’t until after I had been at work for a while that I realized that I didn’t have it on me. Darn it! Now I have one day of skewed date for my little experiment. So maybe doing this early in my project will be enough to help me remember it from now on. But I did put it on before I went to the gym; and between 3:30 and midnight, I was able to rack up 9,926 footsteps.

I called my career guy (kind of like an agent that looks after my career that the company pays for) this afternoon. As you all know, there’s no chance for me getting that teaching job this summer. So we talked and they haven’t gotten to my name yet. We talked about places I could go, but (1) there are not many places west of Illinois and (2) there are no promises. So I’ll just have to wait another three or four weeks before I get notified of where Sara and I are moving next.

Chris was supposed to leave today. But he didn’t. His plane was overbooked and he has to wait another couple of days. We seem to have that problem a lot. He’s glad that he’s stuck here a few more days and not stuck in Memphis. Mike, his replacement is just waiting to go to Kissimmee. There’s not a lot for them to do here, but train and train.

It was another beautiful day here. I forgot to check the weather forecast, but it definitely feels like spring. The trees aren’t budding, but green grass is starting to show in the few places where there isn’t gravel.

And good guesses for the soapdish reference. Trina, you got it right! It was from The H2G2G. It was Arthur Dent who was obsessed with what happened to all of his ballpoint pens that he misplaced. He thought all of the misplaced pans populated a world in another galaxy. And did you know that May 25th is officially Towel Day? Even though I’ll be in Kissimmee, I’ll carry a towel all day. That’s the kind of hoopy frood I am.