I've been a walking accident the past two days. As I was coming down the stairs to take my break, I ran into the corner of this half-wall thing and gave myself a good bump on my right forearm. And yesterday morning, I was walking into the kitchen, and I whacked the back of my left hand on the corner of the counter. OWWWW. All day yesterday, if I did something weird with my hand like bend the fingers in a certain way, it'd hurt a lot. I must have hit a nerve.
Brad needs to call me so we can do something. I want to help him look for houses. Maybe I should get his local phone number. That might help.