The Road to the Urgent Care is Paved with Good Intentions

We started our Labor Day morning with the best of intentions.  We were going to do a little bit of yard work before the heat made it unsafe work outside.  However, not too long after beginning the weed-eating, my foot found the perfect little uneven dip, and down I went.  I twisted my ankle, I don't have a good story for the injury, and I didn't finish my chores.  So, now I've got a boot (a big boot, as they only had small and large sizes) to support me as I heal.  There doesn't appear to be a break, so that's good.  

I know that there is no good time to have an injury like this, but it is especially inconvenient right now.  I kind of take care of a lot, and I'm not sure how I am going to do what I need to do.  But, as is made plain to me on a regular basis, I am not in control of everything.  I will make the best of this, and figure things out as best as possible.

While I sit here with my leg propped up, maybe I will knit a little.