Cyst-Popping Madness

Okay so this morning a LOT has been going wrong from the moment I woke up. The only one I will mention on here though is my cyst-popping incident. I went upstairs to discipline Charlie & Tristan because they were fighting in the playroom, so I put them in timeout, each in his own little corner. I then decided I would plop down on the ground and wait until they did their time. Well, as I “plopped” on the floor, I put my wrist down and then I practically shrieked in pain ans I felt all sorts of painful sensations flow through my wrist. I looked at it and either I couldn’t see the cyst anymore, or it was so swollen that it hid underneath all that swollen madness. My wrist! My ‘editing’ wrist. So, I am taking the day and the rest of this weekend off from editing. I will be doing some organizing, email-answering and some light blogging to give it a rest a little bit. If you can call that rest even, lol. Too bad most of my job involves computer work. And you would think that as a photographer that it would mostly involve a camera?