My plans for the evening got rather messed up, I did something rather dumb and put a drill into my finger and under the nail. Rather stupid, but not nearly as bloody as last June when I cut off the end of my index finger (and that still hurts occasionally).
I stopped in Central Market, picked up a couple of really nice steaks, a pile of fresh vegetables and a bottle of wine. The steaks were marinating, the vegetables prepared and the wine open (and I’d had a couple of sips so did not contribute to this)… Everything looking good, then in a spare few minutes I decided to take care of one of those “5 minute” jobs of the “I need a second set of hands, would you just hold this while I…” variety
Drill slipped, into my nail and enough blood to make a bit of a mess… Awesome…
Dinner was excellent, if a little delayed.