I better win the lottery tonight

Because my foot is absolutely THROBBING from the little bit of walking I did yesterday, basically to and from the bus stops. So it turns out walking almost a mile with what is essentially a broken toe isn’t a good idea, whodathunkit? So since I’m suffering all this pain just to get the ticket there better be some payoff that is worth the pain.

And since I can’t proceed with the plans I have already made I have been making more plans for the TGS2 that I can’t fulfill. Since I can’t sit still and I can’t move forward I run around in circles to fool myself into thinking I’m getting something done. It’s terrible to try and fool myself that I’m actually doing something when I’m not, really. But the alternative is something like stepping in front of a train or bus. I’m not planning on that, but that is pretty much the choice, either fool myself I’m getting something done or end it all. Or just write stuff in a blog which I guess falls under the “fool myself I’m getting something done” category.

Of course if I win the lottery I will have the resources to actually do something, roughly $144k/an after taxes and the agreed-upon division of 1/3 each for me, Mrs. the Poet, and the house/cats. Mrs. the Poet has medical issues she needs to deal with, I have medical issues I need to deal with, and the house and the cats have deferred maintenance/medical issues to deal with, and probably after all the deferred issues have been at least started to be dealt with next thing is doing something we want instead of just what we need. Then I can start actually building the TGS2 instead of just writing about maybe building it someday.

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Just a short health report

I took the bus to the lottery ticket store for about 0.8 miles (1.3 km) of walking with my broken toe. There was some pain even for me but nothing I couldn’t deal with even with that much walking. I probably didn’t need it but I took an ibuprofen before I left. There are two points of discomfort on the affected toe, one on each side of the knuckle, and bruising reflecting where the pain is along the length of the toe. I find this interesting, because I see myself as an experiment in progress and everything is data.

What makes the pain and bruising interesting is how I got injured in the first place. I was walking down the hall in the dark and the cats had put a big wrinkle in the rug, that I couldn’t see and caught my toe in the rug. Now if I didn’t know what a broken bone feels like my first guess would have been that I did something to the knuckle since I didn’t make contact with anything solid. But the knuckle doesn’t seem to be injured, while there is injury on either side of the knuckle that feels like a break. Now how I managed to do this I have no clue, but I did it. I’m not proud of it, but I do accept responsibility for it. Tl;dr I broke my toe in two places and I don’t know how.

Well the pain kept disturbing my sleep last night, so I’m going to hit the sheets now.