A friend stopped by this week and watched me work for an hour. I’m having a little flare up of the old carpal tunnel so I’m wearing the wrist splints that hold them in the correct position to relieve the pressure. It only flares up maybe once a year when I’ve been overdoing the mousing. Most of the work with the magazine is not typing, but rather copy and pasting, as is the website work I love to play with. My visitor knows I work alone, so she asked why I don’t get someone to help me so I could rest my arms while they healed. The answer is one of the big blessings of my life. Since I work for myself on my own schedule and mostly from home, when I’m having a flareup, I have the luxury of working an hour here and an hour there throughout the day and evening. When it bothers me, I stop and go do something else awhile. There’s plenty to do but it’s all do-able and I kind of love every aspect of my work. So I find that, as Abraham-Hicks says, if I set my mind to it, I can eat an elephant one bite at a time.