Shoulder surgery. Blegch. Not sure what that word means, but seems appropriate to describe shoulder surgery. And I don’t even have a good story to go along with why I needed shoulder surgery.
To those who have put up with me for the past 10 days (actually way longer than that because I was awful before surgery, too) and who still claim to love me, thank you.
The only good part has been binge watching “The Marvelous Mrs. Maizel”. The rest has been rotten. Like trying to put on underwear. Plus I can’t make soap with one hand. Worst of all is that I can’t go to markets, which I love almost as much as making soap.
I am on the mend but still having trouble staying upright the whole day. I’ll be back at the Fenton market on Sept. 8th and 22nd, but I’ve had to give up the Tower Grove Park market for the rest of the season.
But if you need soap, you know where to find me!