Hand is still busted, puffy like marshmallow and turning tie-dyed colors now. Can't write or draw still but getting better at typing. Today is a day off, wish I could have drawn something but sadly can't. Brushing my teeth is even difficult. It's amazing how for granted we take simple things like our hands.
I'm mad because it's getting cold out. I live in Canada and hate the cold. I also work beside the ocean soooooo I think this winter is going to be hell.
In a more positive light, it is very nice to be getting a paycheck again. Today I am going to make banana bread, do some laundry and go to bed early.

...or was it a machine that busted your hand?
Meh. And it was a drill that busted my hand. It got stuck and the drill starting spinning instead while my hand was still holding it. I nearly got flipped. And way...the bruising in quite incredible.
A Drill?! Good god! Poor Jess! *hugs*
It's just a job. Work to live, don't live to work. Your job doesn't define who you are. I know it's hard to turn the switch off when you leave but it's necessary for your sanity.
You're probably right, I just wish the job market weren't doing so badly right now, if I didn't hear that you can lose your EI if you quit, I'd probably be a lot less hesitant right now.