I caught myself doing something yesterday that struck me as odd.  I’ve been using the day of my accident as a time-reference.  I was looking at some issues to resolve at work, and I checked the date on one of them, which said 3/18/2008.  My first thought was, “the day after i broke my foot”.  I thought about it for a minute before getting back to work.

Then this morning I hopped out from the bedroom into the living room and looked at the three new pieces of furniture I picked up at the yard sale.  My initial thought?  “I got those the day before I broke my foot”.

I’ve started picking up stuff around the house, and giving some thought to what I’ll be packing up.  I know I have a month (six weeks post-broke-foot) before I move, but I might as well get started.