I have a flu. Or a cold. Or something. It’s not actually severe enough to make me stay home from work, but juuuust bad enough that by the end of the day, the last thing I want to be is up to my elbows in cold clay. I just want to be in bed.

It does mean I’m making progress on my sock, mind you. It’s hard not to be making *something*, and socks are much less messy in bed than clay.


It is my very first sock, and I am very happy with it. It’s almost finished, and when it is complete I shall make *another* sock, just for the fun of it.[1] It will be socktacular.

[1] Also, so that I can wear my first sock without looking like a dweeb.

3 thoughts on “Blurgh”

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s