I have a quilt on my frame that is kicking my butt. I CANNOT figure out what to do on the outside border and it needs to be done about a week ago. Naturally, I’m calling on all of my work avoidance skills. This is one area in which I am quite talented.
I’ve picked up a cold, which makes it even more difficult to want to do anything more than lie around and moan. And knit. I’m pretty sure I can trace the cold back to counting fundraiser money at school last Wednesday. Five hours of handling cash, checks and order forms: I should have seen this one coming. And used more hand sanitizer.
On a bright note, the sock I started on the way home from Salt Lake City is now done, and I’ve started the toe of its mate. Isn’t it pretty?
Cocoa was so helpful.