Runs with scissors

It's been nearly two months since I've been to work. Officially, that is. I've been keeping up with email, but nothing else. I really shouldn't be back yet, but school starts next week and I have to work on my syllabus. I'm typing with one hand for now, but I'm not sure what impact that will have on my other hand, which is only three weeks more healed than my other one. Typing one handed is slow and hard! And full of typos! (no really, I'm correcting a lot.)

They still haven't finished fixing my house. It was only supposed to take a month. Four months later they still haven't finished, but they're asking for money. Unfortunately, I can't give them any until they finish. And then I'm going to hold onto the check for a month or two. Because this is exactly how I wanted to spend my summer, with a hole in the house, smelly strange men in and out all day, recovering from two surgeries!

But, I'm back now. And I'm not sure I should be.