Well, then. Welcome to the new normal.

Doc tells me that unless it gets much worse, there's nothing she can do. She says the thumb is stable, and it's probably just an overuse injury (more precisely, three or four inter-related ones), and short of completely immobilizing my hand, there's not really much that can be done. OTOH, playing won't make it worse. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ She has sent me over to the Performing Arts OT (of course UMich has one) for ideas on how to make life easier with an unhappy thumb. Meanwhile, tape is good, ice/NSAIDs as needed, splint when plausible. But I can play! (and cook and knit and garden)

In other news: still waiting for J to finish futzing around in the basement so I can move the shelves back so I can get the stacks of books off the workroom floor. He's been working on doorways rather than the wall that the shelves go on. sigh. I mean, those doors need to be done, but I can't do much down there until I get the stuff off the floor. Dust level is lower than it's been, but still high. I will stir up lots of dust when I start picking things up.

Ji is annoyed that it got cold again, after a few days of warm weather. The pond was frozen over on Saturday, but by yesterday afternoon the ice was completely melted. It froze over again last night. The lack of snowcover means that the birds haven't been at the birdfeeders very much.