I thought I was having a bad day trying to upload my old database and plug it in, but The Boy’s day was worse. He pulled a space heater over on his foot this morning.

I’m thankful we live in South Texas, because that means heaters are rarely used or needed. The one he tipped onto his toe was unplugged and cold, but still heavy with sharp ridges. He got a small gash on his big toe and the entire nail immediately turned purple with a subungual hematoma.

The little tough guy who rarely cries over pain took a good 15 minutes to pull himself together, then he fell asleep on Tylenol and a movie.

I, on the other hand, am still nearly crying with frustration over the @$%!^# database with all my old posts.

Maybe he’s not having such a bad day.

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