It's going to cost me a new pair of sandshoes. For reference, decent sandshoes that will actually help failfeet like mine cost upwards of half a grand.
This is on the low end of that "upwards" but it's still a sock in the gut.
I began today with a massive cyclone headache at 2AM and it's not looking that great for the rest of the day. Painkillers taken, but not yet kicking in. I have to wait until I have my bread in the oven before I take the next set.
I hope I don't need the next set.
Thank goodness I scrimped and saved enough to pay for the car.
I'm saving my feet and I'm saving my wrists so I don't need so much help on the final steps.
My work will be piecemeal and I'll probably retreat into darkness when it's all done. About eight hours hence.
I'm back on the work cycle tomorrow. Getting my heel sonic'd the day after. And I have no idea what I'm doing.
But I gotta do it anyway.