Late post

Well, it’s late for me.

Yesterday as I was sitting and knitting on the Peony Twist cardigan, I mentioned to Mr. Aitch that the only good thing about being sick over the Spring Forward clock-changing weekend is that one is already off schedule so one wouldn’t miss the hour of sleep.

Well, who heard their alarm go off this morning and fell back asleep only to wake up 15 minutes before she had to actually Be. At. Work?

b-r-r-i-i-i-i-n-n-n-n-g-g-g-g!

 

Yeah.

I was 45 minutes late and stayed an extra half hour to make up for it.  The assistant director told me not to worry about it.  We don’t punch a time-clock and he notices when I stay late some days.

Plus he was late today, too.  No judgements, just saying.

Felt bad, getting better

In my last post I wasn’t feeling too well.  Sometimes I think it’s just all in my head.  Not this time.  Well, part of it is.

I have a sinus infection.  But that’s not why I ended up going to the doctor yesterday.

Have you ever heard of serum sickness?  Me either.  It’s similar to an allergic reaction to a vaccine.  Yep, the pneumonia vaccine made me sick.  Very sick.  Go figure.  This is supposed to keep me well and it makes me sick.

The medications for both the sinus infection and the serum sickness have started to kick in and I feel better today.  Not great, but better.

I was still able to knit.  I’m making the Tangerine Twist cardigan by Susan Todhunter.  Isn’t that little wave pattern cute?

Peony Twist

From the comments on Ravelry the waist shaping wasn’t quiet right.  Looking at the schematic, it doesn’t make sense so I’m making my own adjustments as I knit.  With my head full of yucky stuff and my body aching my math was a bit off.  I may have definitely started the waist shaping too soon.  Like three inches too soon.  So I will frog back 10 rows (oh, that hurts) and redo the shaping.

Peony Cardi

I’ll still be 18 rows to the good.  And it’s better to do that now than after the sweater is done and doesn’t fit the way I envision.  Right?

I know Murphy

“If something can go wrong, it will.”  Murphy’s Law

After my bout with pneumonia in January, my doctor advised me to get the pneumonia vaccine.  So I did.  On Monday.

This isn't me. I never look at the needle.

I don’t usually have bad reactions to shots but this one hurts.  My under arm is very tender.  It feels like I have on a shirt three sizes too small and it’s cutting into my armpit.

I propped my arm up and knit a few rows last night.

My throat is sore, too.

I woke up at 4:17 this morning and couldn’t get back to sleep.  This is going to be a long day…

I hope it soon gets better.

He just doesn’t understand

 

Mr. Aitch had a doctor’s appointment yesterday afternoon and I had to get a shot so we went together.  I knew I’d be waiting there for a while so I took my knitting.  Then I told Mr. Aitch that I saw a major error in the first 10 rows of the sweater I was working on and had to rip it all out.  All 10 rows of 182 stitches.  1820 stitches.  He said that I should take a break from knitting.  That it was too stressful if I have to rip out all those stitches and start over again.   And what was I going to do with the last sweater that didn’t fit?

I just smiled and told him that I needed to start this sweater over.  I was ok with that.   There was no grinding and gnashing of teeth.  I was calm.  The Papaya Cardi is going to be reknit when I find the right pattern.  And I’m ok with that, too.

He just doesn’t understand.