plumcheeks (Sara) Poppy, my furbaby is my spazo of joy
I had a really bad night last night. It was raining and the wind was blowing so hard my condo was making some loud clicking/banging noises and I didn’t get much sleep. On top of that, I really messed up my left big toe. About 1 1/2 years ago I had ingrown toenail surgery. It was the worst experience ever for me. I never want to go back. So every time I cut my toenails I think about that and then I get alittle carried away with cutting them. The other night I think I got out a very big hangnail then all the next day I think it got aggravated from the newly exposed skin rubbing on my nail…so then last night I messed with it some more and probably made it worse. In the morning not only was I really tired but my toe was swollen and hurting bad…so I emailed my boss and told him I might not be in until after lunch. He emailed back and said “hope you feel better”. At lunch I didn’t feel like putting a shoe on a making my toe even worse…so I emailed him again. This time his response wasn’t so great, “Not sure I ever used the hurt toe excuse…”. That freaked me out. I don’t want to get in trouble right after my promotion…so I sucked it up and went in wearing slippers. Of course everybody asked me what was wrong, which I was hoping to avoid. I hope he appreciates that I made the effort and went in for half a day.