Plague

As in, I have it.  Just in time to wreak havoc with assignment due dates, I contracted the plague.  I've been silent on the web this week and literally silent at home the last few days as my voice completely left me.  I'm hacking and coughing, handed in three major assignments and did a group presentation between naps and fevers. On the plus side, I think my abs are benefitting from the non-stop cough riot.

So much for my sewing rampage planned for this weekend.  However, a back-ordered Christmas gift of yarn arrived last Friday, before due dates, a phenomenon known as Murray's Law:  Something you want to do will beckon with ferocity the second you need to buckle down on what you have to do.  Now that I have a bit of a school breather, though not literally breathing all that well, I can knit for a bit guilt-free. Between that and laundering every scrap of bedding and contaminated clothing, my weekend's been quite full.

I've also sewn some hexes and part hexes together for the Teacher Identity Project.  Funny how they don't always go together like you think they will. And how the second you take the foundations out, the middles go all wrinkly.  There are deep life metaphors in the oddest of places...