I keep thinking every day that I’ll be well enough to go to work. But then the symptoms start — headache, queasiness, light sensitivity. Yikes, I’m a walking symptom catcher.
I’m doing a bit better today, and hope to get actual work done for change, right here at home.
And there’s nothing on the needles. How sad is that? I have nothing that is inspiring me. Losing the knitting mojo too? Gotta fix that too.
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Do you need me to come over there and haul you back in to the doctor, young lady?
Seriously, this has gone on a long time! Holler if you need a ride or anything else.