Lefty vs. the Tee

In which our Heroine matriculates. 

1.       Does Christmas shopping count as creative therapy?  Because I think it should.  Abject apologies all around for not writing regularly this past week.   Life happened—in the form of a serious unawareness of my lack of Christmas preparation (suddenly made apparent). 

2.       Exactly a week ago, I graduated from physical therapy.  That’s right, I said graduated.  They gave me a T-shirt and sent me home early.  I hadn’t known I was working toward matriculation.  It’s a good thing too or I might have gotten confused about my ultimate goal.  With appropriate amounts of dripping sarcasm: Regain the use of one’s left hand or get a free graduation t-shirt?  Hmmm, what to choose?  With all seriousness though, I already begin to miss having all that wonderful attention lavished on me at least once, maybe twice a week.  But my T-shirt’s pretty cool.