I managed to oversleep my alarm clock by one whole hour and then in my mad dash to flat iron my hair, put on some makeup, pack an overnight bag and get out the door, my mind somehow shut off.
As a result, I now have these:
Thankfully the one on my ring finger has already gone down, but the one on my middle finger is going to be here for a few more days probably. Worst burn I ever had at the hand of a flat iron. It was so bad that I knew the instant I peeled my fingers off the hot ceramic plate they were blistering regardless of how much ice or cold water I subjected them to.
Oh well, thankfully the rest of the weekend ended up much better than it started.