It’s really hard to take a selfie of your two index finger tips. This seems to be the time of year when my fingers eat themselves. I might have started with a small knife knick on one, but they turned into two gaping holes plus a lot of chappyness. My coworkers were somewhat horrified as I apparently* smeared a streak of blood on an inventory sheet. Oh no.
*I swear I didn’t notice this happening. Circumstantial evidence. Whodunnit? Could have been raspberry sauce! I found some of that on a chair outside! Need an amateur CSI here.
My piano teacher knows the chappening happened to me last year too.
Ok so a couple days band-aided with neosporin. Then healing hands salve, and glovie wovies when doing nasty kitchen stuff. They are much better now, but it looks to be a long
crappy I mean chappy winter.