Okay, No-Blog Rachel, the best part is your fault. I only had that cast-off to do. But I kept not doing it.

The good but bad part is, I found myself out unexpectedly in the sunlight in the afternoon–lupus alert!–in a chance encounter with a neighbor I’d wanted to talk to.  Good idea, bad timing and place.  After maybe 20 minutes my face was flaming into a painful sunburn, at which point I reluctantly excused myself.   I’m glad I had that conversation, very glad for a good neighbor, but when I’m reacting that hard that fast, I know what so often happens next. Maybe I should just go schedule the cardiologist appointment and beat it to it.

I will be highly relieved to have the next week or so turn out okay with no flare. Crossing my needles.  Tightly.

But in an antidote to that, I got a note from Rachel. The end result is, she is coming over here tomorrow to help me wind skeins and to simply have a good time hanging out, or rather, in.  Friend time, risk-free!

She felt bad that an earlier offer to do so hadn’t worked out till now. She had no way to know how much I would be needing, today more than any day in a long time, not to let resentment flare up hard against the lupus I can do nothing about.  Resentment that does no good for anybody.  Her timing was the perfect antidote.

And by golly, I wanted to show off that shawl enough, especially after she complimented the color in the comments, that it is finally now finished and blocking.

I needed that. Thank you, Rachel. I can’t wait!