I talked to someone today and then went through the stash and put aside what I was working on now that I knew what my needles had really been waiting for.
Tis the season. And I love this. Happy November!
(Ed. to add: I just did eight slow, careful minutes on the treadmill for the first time in a week. I’m not over that flu yet, but by golly I was tired of it telling me what to do. It felt so good. Didn’t faint. I’m going to embarrass Ruth again and say thank you for the treadmill! It does a body good.)