This past week, over two days, I sustained seven paper cuts on my hands! By the end of the second day, I looked like I was in a street fight. However, I was merely at work. I was getting really irritated, pardon the pun. Can one put a restraining order on paper cuts?! I could show you riveting photos of my snagged cuticles and the rips and slices on my fingers, but that seems a bit unpleasant.
In addition to being beat up, my week was full of meetings. So, I was relieved to be able to sneak in a visit to my favorite retreat, Read the rest of this entry