Seven days and counting

So maybe I misunderstood: common colds are supposed to last a week, right? Hmmm. I guess I'm just special...got a little bonus.

My voice has returned, sort of, which is nice since the sound I was making for conversation last night was mightily irritating. (So much so that a friend who had called long distance actually said, "You know, I'm gonna' have to let you go. Your voice is really annoying!") And I wasn't one bit offended...it was true!

Anyway, today was terribly uneventful unless you count "activites you can do from a sofa." At one point I felt a little better and decided to get out that little knitting project I boldly wrote about last week. It's going to have to go byebye. I can't, in good faith, keep the thing around. It would serve no purpose. I'll probably photograph it before I rip it out...starting over is not something I'm a big fan of but I'm sure there'll be a lesson in there somewhere. It's just so ugly. Really, really ugly and uneven. I get points for trying, right?

Here's something fun: I was falling asleep for the forty eleven thousandth time this afternoon and the idea for a lamp I've been wanting to make came back to me. I imagined it in great detail, along with the variety of materials I want to use. It was nice. I hope this time I make it. Not now, of course, but it's good to know that when I'm not working, at least my mind still is. Oh! And I read Malcolm Gladwell's The Tipping Point, which I got for Christmas. Between naps. Good book. Thanks Joy! I'm glad I finally had the time to read it. Still pondering it and how the ideas I discovered therein might help me professionally. We'll see. I'm hoping to do a lot more reading this coming year.

And that's what I know. Hopefully I'll be able to return to some of my normal activities tomorrow. I'm not letting my hopes get too high...did that before and probably "overdid it" which is why this is stretching out so long. But really...more than a week is just ridiculous. G'nite! I think my Nyquil is starting to kick in.

Oh...and if I owe you a return email, forgive me. I won't neglect you forever... Thanks.