I’ve been popping pills all day and it’s not working. My head is still full of cotton.. maybe it’s neon green cotton to go with the ball I have already for the dishcloth swap. I am happy and well-cuddled, though, so it’s not all bad.
I made progress on “the Tunic” today and split for the neckline. I intend on sleeping most of tomorrow and doing little else than knitting and drinking whatever I can get my hands on while Alex is at work. He’s still sniffly.. I hope the strain of whatever I’ve contracted from him doesn’t last nearly as long, this sucks.
We went to the library the other day and I picked up a book that I had ordered that had come in. It’s Knitting Without Tears by Elizabeth Zimmermann and I think the point of it is to explain knitting in such a way that you don’t have to use patterns anymore.. just measurements and gauge and basic shapes. Maybe I’ll peek at it tomorrow. I would love nothing more than to start designing my own knits.. I think I might be getting a wee bit ahead of myself, though, considering “the Tunic” is my first actual garment. I’ve only ever knit hats, purses, gloves and scarves before. Whatever. I’m ambitious.
It’s only 10:30 and I feel like I should have been comatose (induced by drugs or by my own sleepyhead) long ago.
Cold – 1
Kaitlin – 0