Actually, I think I've been fighting some kind of a low-grade bug for (what seems like) several weeks now. Either my immune system is strong enough to be keeping it from taking me down or I have a very weak bug that isn't tough enough to lay me flat.
The symptoms are in my head (no, no, I'm not a hypochondriac . . . the ailments are truly in my head). Been having bad headaches on and off and I have what feels like a plug in each ear that makes my noggin feel super-stuffy. I keep checking in the mirror to see if my eyes really are as crossed as they feel. So I thought spending the day in "my nest" on the couch yesterday would be a good idea.
I read and knitted and read and knitted. Tried to watch a couple of DVDs but nothing held my interest. I may have stressed myself a wee bit by the knitting.
Am making a pair of socks and using a new pattern. The first time I tried to turn the heel, I misread the directions and was well on my way to knitting 52 rows (on row 48, for heaven's sake) before I realized it should have been only 26. Duh. Ripped that out and started again. This time I couldn't get the decrease under the heel to look right and discovered I was working on only 20 stitches rather than the 30 required. Ripped that out and started again. I finally quit last night when daughter stopped by on her way home to kindly give me a full head, face and neck massage. (Bless her kind heart and hot, little hands.) Said massage was wonderful and may be the cause of me feeling pole-axed this morning. I'm thinking she got my lymph flowing and all kinds of garbage is working its way out of my bod. Which is a good thing.
Anyway, don't cry for me,
It's br-r-r-r cold again today but tomorrow it's supposed to warm up to a high of 14° which will truly feel balmy after what we've been having. Also 70% chance of snow for Friday with a possible five to six inches predicted.
We've been staying warm and cozy but, oh my, have we been feeding a lot of wood into the stoves. Which also makes a lot of ashes which means cleaning them out of the living room stove should be my first task when I'm ready to move. We've kept from putting anymore wood in there this morning so I can let the coals from the overnight fire burn out so I can clean out the ashes without so much of a mess.
My start to the day is getting even slower as I sit here typing. Methinks the sensible thing would be to pull on my big girl panties, get up and do what needs to be done. After all, it's already the second day of January and I don't want the New Year to get away from me!