I am not good at being sick. I am a whiner, a complainer, a moaner. I think that the worst has past now, I am hoping. Last night was very restless, sitting up to cough, drink some water, blow my nose. Cold, more covers, HOT, less covers. I am unsure if Nathan actually has the cold. He was showing some signs late Saturday and a bit on Sunday but today he was fine. I hope he is in the clear. Time will tell. I am doing everything I can not to contaminate him. No sharing food, no kisses, sad, sad few days I tell you.
The past few nights I have busied my hands while my achy angry body rests under my blanket. Knitting. I have wanted to know how to knit since I was a little girl. I remember watching my great grandma turn balls of yarn into a blanket in a day. How fast her crooked fingers would move, never even looking, keeping her eyes on her soaps the whole time. I wonder if she knew we were watching? She taught me how to do the loop chain thing with a crochet hook and that kept me pretty busy. I tried to learn a few years ago but that didn’t go well. I “had” it for about a week but it hurt my finger and then I forgot the next step. So, the past few nights I have been working awkwardly with two needles, a box of Kleenex and a bag of cough drops. I have produced more wrappers than sweaters. I was doing great on Saturday when Carrie was here to hold my hands (literally.) Once I was really on a roll I stopped and would pick it up later that evening. I was 6 rows in and dropped a few stitches and that was it. I have not produced a thing since. For hours every night I cast on and get one row done, then something is wrong. I either have no slack left or my loop is out of order in line or god knows what but it is not working out. I keep pretending to stab myself through the heart with the needle. Mike keeps telling me “that doesn’t look good- you should just give up” I am not giving up, but I do need another lesson. Also, something to throw at Mike.
Because of this cold I have been sitting on my butt for a few days and not exercising at all. Last Wednesday was the last time I laced up my running shoes. Lazy! I am a little past the 30 days from my start of the Shred. I’ve done it about 13 times. I’m not done with it, I just haven’t done it everyday the way I wanted to. I go thorough spurts where I am more motivated than others. I will keep it up but I think it would be a miracle if I did it 30 days in a row. I am still on level 2 and having fun with it. Yelling at Jillian to shut up, asking her why she is just watching me and not working out too. My current goal is to workout 5 days per week and as always there is a reason for not today. Though running a fever is a pretty valid reason. When I started this it wasn’t a weight loss goal, it was a live a better life goal. Eat healthy, move more. I am doing both and despite being sick at the moment I am feeling really good about it. If I could get this knitting business down I would be feeling even better.