Richard worked from home today, still under the weather; it was clear we weren’t going out tonight. He encouraged me to go to knit night, get me some Purlescence time in.
I took the Manos Allegria project with me, made from the new yarn the shop had just gotten in the last time I went four weeks ago, and time after time it got a sharp intake of breath and “Oh, that’s GORGEOUS!” Two knitters asked, “Is the pattern out yet?”
“Not yet!”
“Hurry!”
Did my little ego great good, I tell ya. (Thank you, guys, I needed that–I frogged today’s new project five, count’em five times trying to get it just so, killed my whole afternoon.)
“You’ve been missing awhile, haven’t you?” asked Juanita.
The funeral, the cold from the guy on the plane, yes…
And I won’t be there next Thursday either because neither will any of them: one more week till Stitches!