Today, I decided to be incredible at work and tackled a third of the entire weekly cleaning rota before taking on the monthly jobs.
I was on FIRE (metaphorically)! Then, whilst I was cleaning the grille on the cake cabinet, it was getting dirtier at a hell of a rate. Dirt caught in the cloth that I was smearing back across it - how silly!
I then realised it was red...
Apparently, something liked the taste of flesh and I now have a portion of knuckle missing. Middle knuckle. On my right, middle finger.
I did have fun after that, what with the blood, epic plaster/coffee stirrer/electrical tape splint to keep the wound closed (aka spurting least) and consequentially swearing at people without them noticing that I meant it.
I need it to heal. HEAL!!! I need to make rainbow cupcakes where I am not part of the ingredients list. Oh, and pancakes!!! Pancake day tomorrow!!
It also need to heal before I take another shower. It may be small, but holy shit was it painful when shampoo got in it!
It is still bleeding. 10 hours on, and it's still bleeding...