Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Reading Gave me Tendinitis

It's true! Sad... but still true.
So here's the story:
Back in April of 2009 I woke up one Friday morning with a shooting pain in my right wrist and my thumb seemingly trying to pop out of its joint. Completely out of the blue this happened. Looking back at it now I remember I did have some funny pain in my wrist while I was sleeping (I shove my hand under my head and I would wake up to pain in that wrist, then readjust and be fine,) for a week or two leading up to it, but really nothing that led me to think I might be on my way to incapacitation.
And that's what it was, really. I couldn't do anything with that hand- brush my teeth, dress myself, NOTHING without extreme pain. It was bizarre. I told my mother about it later that morning and she nodded and said, "Oh, sorry about that. You've got tendinitis." Apparently she has it, too.
So I looked back at what I'd been up to that week to try to determine the cause. The previous couple of days I had been helping my mom pack and load her truck for a move, but I'd moved 5 times in the previous 7 years and never had a problem...
I had spent that month painting and cleaning and rearranging the house in anticipation of our first annual Derby party, but really I'd been doing that since we'd moved in almost a year before!
Not coming up with an obvious answer I gave up, slapped a wrist brace on, called my Doc to make an appt., and reported for more packing duty at Mom's. (one handed, mind you, I'm a very dutiful daughter!)
That night as I exhaustedly collapsed into bed and reached for my book, I got another shooting pain. I paused, and looked at my book.

I thought about the way I bent my arm to sort of hang the book off my thumb while I read on my side... could my book be giving me tendinitis? It was a hefty tome: 928 pages weighing in at 2.8 lbs. That's a bit of weight to hook onto your thumb for two hours a day. But really- a reading injury? It seemed unlikely (not to mention pathetic!)
I mentioned the theory to my Dr. when I went in a few days later. She thought it unlikely as well and preferred to think I had done something to it while moving furniture. Or painting. Or tennis. But a book? Probably not...
So time passed, therapy made the pain go away, (I took the precaution of finishing that book sitting up in bed,) putty helped build the muscle up and I was back to tennis within a few months. Good!

Then... about three weeks ago it started acting up again. I could think of no reason why! I wasn't painting, I hadn't rearranged furniture in days, nothing unusual at all had happened! But that night as I reached for my book, which I was very close to finishing, I paused...

Hmm... 784 pages, 2.2 lbs... could it be? Was my doctor wrong? Am I that pathetic?
Well yes, I turns out I am. I finished reading that book two days later, and within 48 hours of that my tendinitis pain was gone.
I had a reading injury! I was so angry! Not so much because I was pathetic, but because I DIDN'T even like Sacred Games that much! If the first injury had occurred while reading the Wheel of Time tome, I might wear my injury with some pride. That's a book worth getting injured for! But a book you wouldn't recommend to a friend? Oh man...

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Craiglist Couches!

I found these cute little couches on Craigslist last week.

Hubby went to check them out and give a yea or nay. They certainly looked nice in the photos, and had a nice backstory from an adorable Sicilian man.

A hand carved custom made couch and loveseat, recently upholstered in a neutral, if a little fancy, fabric. Both of them for $400, total.

Hubby tested it out, approved, and gave the man the money to hold them. The next night my little brother and his big truck came to help move them.

I love them with the carpet. And I think I like them in general... I adore the loveseat, it's so cute! The couch looks overly short under the large piece of art. (And off center, at that!) Clearly it's going to take a bit of fluffing to figure out how they fit best!

But the pink walls... well, they're going to need to be painted a different color (again), aren't they?
Hee hee...

Tuesday, January 19, 2010


3 square inches of spring.

here in my living room.

can you tell that I am waiting? eagerly?

for it to spread...

outside those windows...

but instead


Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Stairway Gallery

I've seen so many images of really nicely done up stairway galleries in magazines and blogs (Maryam over at My Marrakesh has a great eclectic one!) that I decided to try one for myself!

I have a very small collection up to begin with- one photo of each of my nieces and nephews.

A couple of travel souvenirs- the elephant head is from India and the plate is from Crete.

Photos of both Hubby and myself as kids.

Some mirrors and mother of pearl things for sparkle and shimmer. (The brass and mother of pearl sconce was a Brimfield find, the switch plate is from Anthropologie!)

This cute picture of Hubby's parents ended up on the front door because the pink frame is a little see-through and really needed to be on a white background!

It's a small start, but I'm liking it so far! I'm planning on framing that gold marriage blessing that's on the shelf there and adding that, along with a photo of my Nana and some other souvenirs. Beyond that I'll just see how it grows!

Monday, January 4, 2010

A New Year, A New Carpet, And a Great Big DUH!

Happy New Year everyone!!

So sort of for Christmas (I'm pretending it is a present to me, but really it was just coincidental timing), I got a new rug for the living room!

The carpet we had in there before was an uber-hand-me-down of good quality, but rather worn and SOOO the wrong color! I didn't actually take a picture of it because I thought, "Of course I'll have one somewhere."
Well, these are the best:

I guess the only shots I've taken since the fall were for Christmas!

One thing I hated was that it was so dark that it looked dirty within two hours of vacuuming, as in this shot. (The two extra white dogs running around probably had something to do with that!)

And now:

It's a wool and polypropylene blend. I was wary of buying anything that wasn't 100% wool, but a quick search online showed that the polypropylene blended in there made it much more resistant to staining. And with two cats running around, and the amount of curry we consume here, stain resistant is good!

I love the colors (obviously, I did pick it!) But more than that I love how the striae, speckley pattern seems to keep all kinds of things from showing. As I said, with the old carpet it looked dirty within two hours of a good cleaning, and this one hasn't looked like it needed a vacuum since we put it down four days ago!


Ok, so now onto the DUH...
When I hauled the vacuum out to clean the old rug, I decided to leave it out for a few days to have on hand for emergency cleaning of the new one since new rugs tend to shed. And my vacuum, while really really good, is also really really big.

One of those super-effective two piece monters. But like I said, new rug didn't need cleaning for awhile, so it sat there in the middle of my living room because I didn't want to drag it down the hall and into the guest bed only to have to drag it all the way back again a couple of days later.

Now, as I thought that something else occured to me: the only carpet in the house right now is in the living room. I have a closet in my living room. Why the heck isn't the vacuum being stored in the living room closet?!
Because somehow my brain had decided that the front closet was for shoes and coats, and a vacuum should be tucked away out of sight.

Ridiculous, you say? I concur.

So, out came a pair of galoshes and an umbrella, and in went the vacuum!

So now I'll be going through the rest of the house trying to figure out where else I've logic-ed my way into inconvenience!
So here's to an easier New Year!