I've Got Blisters on my Fingers!

I picked up my guitar for the first time in weeks today. It has been sadly neglected since we began this whole moving process. I serenaded the kids until it became painfully apparent that my left hand is in terrible shape, and that I should really be working up to playing for any length of time. Right now, my fingers on that hand are registering their protest by vibrating involuntarily — an odd feeling indeed. Oh well. At least I can still play pennywhistle.