Day 23 - Flu fingers

First, sorry Johnny! You were out voted and thus we move on to day 23, after all the knitting journey didn't stop, just the recording of it all. Time management is not my friend so I'm working on that one.

My fingers are crying today, as is my back, my face and even my toes. I am amazed by the fact that so many body parts can hurt at the same time. The aching makes the headache, sore throat, raw nose, and aching chest pale in comparison! Ugh. On the dining room table lies Meaghan's unfinished dress and the dance is only two days away. I still have to summon the power to attempt that zipper, but really, I can't physically handle that today.

I did go into administer my music exams today and will again tomorrow. It darn well nearly killed me, but was so worth it as my students in both classes really roses to the challenge. I had to find other ways to teach without using my voice much but that's really hard for a chorus teacher!

My sweater sits here next to me begging me to pick up and knit "just a few rows!" But I know better. The power of that pull will have me pushing through the achy-ness all night and then I will really regret it. Even typing this little bit feels quite like climbing a mountain! I will not fail at this one-a-day posting though no matter what! Hopefully when the medication kicks in (it's on its way) I will be able to knit again.

Day 22 - the flu wins out

No knitting today. Just the mere action of working my fingers over this keyboard is agony. Yesterday I stayed home and slept but work must go on and so today I dragged through classes. I tried not to cough on my students, directly anyway! I got all of my exams ready and got the kids to basketball and skating. Then dear hubby called and said he was coming home early and he went to the food store for me, retrieved both children and cooked dinner! I am a lucky woman!

I am missing my knitting. I held my sleeves for the sweater today. That's right, just held them and dreamed of what it would be like to actually wear the finished garment. I love the feel of the Ultra Alpaca. It is sturdy and comforting yet it makes my fingers happy as it winds through with each stitch. It's like a good friend, a reminder of strength and love, a reminder of Noreen. Maybe that's the real reason I've not been able to finish it. To finish it closes a story I'm not ready to end. She'll never see me in the sweater....my last gift from a woman I loved dearly. I miss her and Pop's every single day.