Ow

I climbed a tree the other week, for the first time in ages, and was surprised that it made me a bit nervous. It wasn't even a tall tree. I seem to have developed a fear of injuring myself, which I imagine happens to everyone as they grow up. I took it to extremes this week though, when I gathered the stuff together to put up a picture and immediately started getting anxious, because I knew, as sure as eggs is eggs, that I was going to hammer my own finger. Of course, the wonderful thing about self-fulfilling prophecies is that they do tend to fulfil themselves. I hammered my own finger.