I'm funny when I get sick. I live in denial until I can't deny it anymore. Sunday I just felt tired--you know it was because Saturday was an intensely physical day at work (it was, but honestly no more than usual). I took a nap on Sunday...I never take naps unless I'm sick or getting sick. Clue #1. Monday I woke up with a very very sore throat. I took a look at it in the mirror...it wasn't terribly swollen or red, no need to go to dr. Folks at work had had a cold recently. Probably nothing major. I was fighting it off.
Still I was super tired. Went to grocery store and then came home and took a new allergy pill--because that's what the sore throat was about...allergies. Then I took another nap and by bedtime admitted that I was getting sick.
I didn't got to work yesterday. In fact, I didn't do much but sit on the couch and try to breathe. Being sick sucks big-time. (and yes I took another nap yesterday).
I didn't go to work today, but I am feeling MUCH better...hopefully the last of this little bug is gone and Bill won't catch it
I decided to put away the book I wasn't enjoying overly much and start a new one by an author who I know I love...and I love it. It's so wonderful and good and it feels really right to be reading.
Apparently when I'm sick I want to start projects. In the process of finding room for all of Bill's things in this tiny apartment I discovered the project bag with my mom's Mother's Day gift that wasn't and never will be finished. I hated knitting with the yarn, though I love the yarn, but I couldn't bear to rip it out at the time. I ripped it out yesterday. I started crocheting with it. It's lovely crocheted. Lighter than air. soft and so beautiful. I'm so glad I ripped that out.
Fraternal socks are so cool. I'm almost finished with my white/grey pair and went through all of my sock scraps and pulled out the ones that have enough weight to make more fraternal pairs. Deciding on the patterns will be the toughest part. Maybe.
I've been watching TV with Bill. Just watching. Not knitting, not playing games and kind of paying attention to the TV. Actually watching shows and enjoying just hanging out. I know you'll probably find this weird,but I don't think I've ever done that before. Just sat and watched and enjoyed being entertained.
Last year before the bomb dropped I got really into "adult coloring books." The only one I had at the time was the Secret Garden and it was just divine. I think I've shared a couple of finished projects.
Since then adult coloring has taken on a pretty big place in the world. I see ads on Facebook about the serenity gained when coloring. I love it because of that very reason. It calms by brain and body and allows me to see little bits of things and how they fill into the big whole. Plus I get to finish something really pretty in the end.
I got the Enchanted Forest (same artist as Secret Garden) in the mail last week. I want to color them all right now. But of course I picked out the most most complicated (2 dragons surrounded by a gated entrance) which is 8 pages total coloring...right before I got sick. It's a bit daunting to me today. But I think this lovely offers some sollace...and I'll lovely working on another one like her, or maybe the Christmas trees that just came it...that could be fun too...