Even when I dream all day

today started out absolutely shitty. Like, beyond you can imagine. But when I finally got things going, my editor and I started to clean up the garage. My parents and sister went to watch the football game at my godparents house, and I had planned to go there at halftime since I care little for sports.

while in the garage, I moved around the paint cans, rather poorly, and one of them fell onto my right leg. It slammed into the muscle on my leg and left a nasty gash on my ankle. I'm really glad my editor was there otherwise I might have been in a lot more trouble if he wasn't. He helped me inside and cleaned up my wound, and we gave up on the garage and he drove me to be with everyone else.

the lesson of the day kids is always use the buddy system.