Thoughts on the hereafter

For the last few days I have gone into a room and then asked myself, "What am I here after?" I have developed centipede's dilemma. As soon as I stop and think about what I'm doing, I forget how to do it. If I could just bumble along on auto pilot, I could get things done, but I have been flicking back and forth from stupor to awareness and it takes time to figure out what I was doing and what comes next.

Knitting will be here this Saturday. I'd better get in the groove and start functioning or we'll be shoving unfolded laundry to the side of the table so we can enjoy our tea and oreos. This month's theme is yellow. We all need some sunshine.


Here's the hat I knit during Sherlock HOlmes. I don't know why, but as I was finishing it up, it demanded a quirky little bobble on a string. I-cord during the final minutes on the bridge with the fabulous sepia-toned setting and the gritty feel to the whole scene went just like lightning!

DH is home with a stinking cold. Bless his dear heart. And if I try to nurse him, it just annoys him, so all I can do is leave medicines where he can find them and go about my day.

Best wishes about your day, too!