Normal

I am happy to report that my fusion is "normal" and healing at an appropriate rate.  Dr. Sanford said that I don't need to go back to him.  (Thank goodness because I can't believe I would have to self-refer for a third time.)  He said I could do whatever I wanted within reason:  yoga, lifting weights, etc.  He made me try to hop on one foot.  I think the psychedelic posters were affecting his reasoning there because I couldn't even hop when I was a kid.  I hop impaired.  I don't know when I'm going to find the time to do yoga when I'm working.  Maybe I can start getting up at 3:00am.

Because I wasn't working, I went for a walk, where I nearly stepped on this little guy.  I barely screamed and I wasn't barely scared at all because he looked like a Red Racer, and because I am a master herpetologist, I know will not eat me alive.

I also put up all of my Christmas decorations, which are not that many, but I wanted to be ready for my Christmas tree that I'm going to pick out this weekend.  I'm super excited because Kristen said her husband would deliver the tree to my house (and presumably bring it in) and he can carry a bigger tree than Sara, so I could conceivably get a 10 foot tree.  I don't anticipate that because it would look mighty Charlie Brown with just a couple of ornaments.