The cold this morning ate through my hands. It's time to break out the gloves again.
But it took them a long, long time to 'wake up' this morning. I had morning hands until almost lunch today. And my wrists are their own percussion section.
It's time for aspercream.
3 cheers for self-diagnosed arthritics...
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