In Which I Fall Behind (and Justify it)

Last weekend was slated to be a lovely, relaxing weekend. It wasn't un-relaxing, per se, but my daughter (henceforth GF) got sick with a nasty cough and a fever. She spent Martin Luther King Day telling me that if I didn't do exactly what she wanted then I was not a peacemaker. Behold the power of Montessori. Last week she told her dad that because the football players wouldn't let girls play, they weren't peacemakers. That's my girl.

GF sleeps in my bed regularly, and between that and the sweet cuddles in which she climbs into my arms and sucks her thumb with her mouth open and breathing her hot little germy breath all over my face and hands, well.....I may be a teacher, with a strong immune system, but it's not THAT strong. I am now sick.

Not to mention grumpy. It's funny how problems in your life come out in everything you do -- have you ever heard someone type angrily? Or sadly? I'm listening to it right now. Have you ever seen someone knit while angry, or upset? You can tell the difference when you look at the finished product. It just takes trained eyes. Perhaps knitting is the way to work through those tough emotions and let them come out in a tightened mess of slipped stitches and varying tensions.

Since I was sick, I took today off of work and will spend my evening finishing FJ's socks, which are turning out very nice. I really do love the yarn. My son (henceforth DL) promised to do some yarn balling for me tomorrow night, so I will have him ball the yarn for the next socks, which will belong to SA. I know -- it's Wednesday. I'm supposed to have finished FJ's socks on Sunday, and started the next ones and be finishing their cuff by now. As my dad says in cribbage: "I ain't worried."

I'm signing off my grumpy sick self now. Off to switch yarn colors and knit the black toes to these socks. I do promise a finished picture 0f these socks either tomorrow or Friday. And then I'll be able to blog about the reaction of FJ when he gets them!!