I have the agility and dexterity of a wombat.
I am knocking everything over, dropping things, walking into obvious items (like walls), fumbling and bumbling and making a mess of everything.
This morning I spilt the sugar all over the counter . . . for the third time this week.
Please tell me this won’t last forever, I’m not sure I (or everyone around me) can cope for too much longer with these butter fingers.