Got a couple of nibbles on the shop, we shall see.
My shoulder is not healing as well as the bone doc would like, the bit of the tuberosity that broke off isn’t staying lined up properly because I keep overdoing it. This week my job is to keep that sucker immobilized and laze about. This is not a hard sell and by next Friday I’ll know whether I’m good to start physio or not. Otherwise, alas, it’s surgery, and a whole nother set of months recuperating. I know, sucks to be me, but I can’t say I’m unhappy to be living where this kind of stuff gets looked after.
Anyway, positively no housework that can’t be done one handed, and I’m staying locked up in the sling.
My cloak works great in circumstances where I have a sling and it’s raining.
Damned grass is growing now and I can’t cut the lawn with one wing.