Some days are just dull

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And filled with work. Small, unremarkable tasks like washing up several times, shopping for groceries, fetch the eggs, clean up after yourself. Still, they eat up your entire day.

I had such a day today. But my arm feels better after having iced it several times, Mum is okay and I even had half an hour to pre-punch some more Easter cards. And another half an hour to transcribe something written yesterday. So I'm not complaining.