I was in a real funk! Yesterday I did not do a single useful thing. I knitted and read my book, which while possibly useful on some ethereal level, seemed like lazing around, vegetating and atrophying. In addition, I ate mainly junk food. Depressing! This morning, I walked to church and back – not quite vegetating, but certainly not strenuous. Then I came home and worked the crossword puzzle. This wore me out, so I decided to take a nap. When I woke up, I felt even more lethargic and useless. Sigh! I checked my phone to see if Becca had called me up to invite me over for tea and a little social knitting (somehow more useful than private knitting.) But no phone calls or messages. Heavy sigh! I thought I should get up and go to the store to buy provisions for my upcoming work days, but the energy and verve were lacking. I knew that when I had nothing to eat I would regret having been so lazy, but even this thought did not move me into action. As I stared sadly at my phone, mirabile dictu, it rang. It was Becca inviting me to cycle over. I was thrilled. By the way, could I stop at the market and get her a watermelon? The long seeded kind, not the chic little round kind. Of course I could and did. That monstrous vegetable weighed 16 pounds. I thought that I used to lug Rachael about when she weighed 16 pounds, and she was not anywhere near this heavy. I worried that it would affect my balance on my bike and cause me to crash, splattering it (and me) all over the street, but it didn’t and I arrived safely. And there was my darling daughter waiting outside so that I didn’t have to carry the behemoth upstairs. What a delightful girl!
A month or so ago, we got yarn for a knit-along scarf. As I expected would happen, hers was nearly done, and mine not yet begun. I brought that along so that we could actually knit-along at least a tiny bit before hers was completely finished. She warned me that first two rows were going to be tricky. The fact that I forgot to bring my glasses made them a lot trickier. I had a terrible time and had to keep undoing my stitches and starting over. I think this cheered her quite a lot. As you can see, hers (the blue one) is very attractive, while mine (the pinkish one) is a little hideous lump – rather like Eeyore’s balloon. I am looking forward to working on it when I can actually see what I am doing. I think this will make it go much more smoothly.