If you don't want to listen to me whining, stop reading now.
Some would say it's the bad coming out of me. Some would say I spend too much time stitching (they'd be wrong, because one can never spend too much time stitching). My right 'pointer' finger is once again breaking down and is extremely painful and aggravating. Yesterday and today I resorted to wearing a thimble on it for protection; a logical thing to do one would think. However. Ahem. Thimbles and I do not get along, despite my best efforts to the contrary. They lull me into a false sense of security.
Embedding a largeish-size needle (never one of the little skinny ones that would minimize the damage) right to the bone in my thumb was the result. Nope,I don't actually USE the thimble - I just hold the finger that's wearing it aside, thusly leading to bodily injury on some other digit because my brain (what there is of it) tells me that my finger is protected and reefing on the needle isn't going to be a problem. Whoops. As I said, the pain, the pain.
I'm done whining now. Carry on.