As I was knitting cozily on the couch, watching Footballer's Wives and snacking on tiny cookies, I heard a huge crash outside, followed by a car alarm. No screams or sirens followed, so I shrugged and continued watching TV and knitting away. A bit later, as I went into the kitchen to refill my glass, I noticed this sight from my window. No, that's not my car.
I'm a hospice nurse case manager, after I spent five years as a critical care nurse in a bone marrow transplant and oncology unit. I'm trying to re-join the dayshift world, cook 660 curries, plant vegetables, and see more of the world.