when your collar bone is broken...

So remember what i told you about being a clutz?
Yeah... here's what my right collar bone looks like about now:

It's broken. 6 weeks recovery and I'm at 1 week and 1 day.

The past 8 days have been spent on the couch watching plenty of TV (Disney, 80's movies, the entirety of Once Upon a Time season one, you name it), there's been lots of Facebook-ing and I've Pinned more in the past 8 days than ever before.

But when your collar bone is broken, it makes it hard to dress comfortably like a normal human being. So instead you wear things like button up DI shirts and sweat pants a lot (which, in case you were wondering, is a very comfortable mix). When your dominant collar bone is broken and you are a girl, you can't do your makeup easily, and most certainly can not do your own hair. So you spend a lot of time having Mama help you out in the beauty department.

You take lots of meds and get out of chores a lot, which makes your sisters really upset when they are weeding and folding all the laundry without you. You get to wear this awesome sling that makes your other shoulder ache; and, when you lay down, your hand falls asleep because your blood is rushing into your elbow. You also can't make smoothies anymore so you are out of income for a few weeks. You also sit on the couch so much that your butt becomes imprinted in the cushion. You find out that there are lots of movies out there that you have never heard of and try not to remember the online class you are supposed to be working on. You wish you could work on a sketch or do something with your hands but find that it's a bit difficult.

So you create a blog. Because, hey! You can type with one hand- and sometimes even both!

Three cheers for injury, folks.

You'll be hearing from me soon (and a whole lot more in the next 6 weeks),

Marley Kay
Your Dreamer


P.S. i thought maybe you'd enjoy the out fit of the day: