Fingers, Shmingers

Oh...... bother.

I fractured two fingers - not even a whole week into staff training. They're not even on the same hand.

Joy of joys.

But you know what? It's actually not that bad. The staff are now my friends, and they've been oh so helpful when it comes to, well, helping me with things I myself am unable to do right now.

Aside from the occasional bug bite, a fair amount of early morning awakenings, weird animals noises in the woods, and the fact that it's taking me way too long to type this (grr....) I am having a blast. And, as I recall, that is, in fact, what my church family told me to do.

So.... the adventures have already begun! Until next post -

Peace.