Plastered

Not intoxicated, just have my hands patched with Band-Aids following three heavy DIY days, taking their toll on fingers and thumbs more used to soap and water than sharp tools and pointed bits of steel and wood (although, truth be told, sharpness is not always necessary, having once cut my finger on a sausage); the delicate digits have been well protected by the waterproof plasters that stick fast all day and need to be peeled off like a second, dirt encrusted, skin before bedtime.