I don't know how I do it but, I manage it somehow. I managed to sprain my ankle by actually bending down to plug my lap top into it's power source so, the battery could charge. I screamed in agony when it happened and the hubby asked if I was okay. NO! So, I am taped up and on the damn irritating crutches. I hate crutches!!!
So, to make the best of a bad situation, I have been working on my charity mitt. I am knitting it when I feel like it. I managed to do several rows today. I have the blanket sitting next to me on the couch and the best news is we decided that it only needs three more colors! Oh yippee!!!! I can't wait to see the end of it. We put it on the bed and wow, it looks so good. The cats were all over it.
I figure I am going to do the three colors and then use the original middle color to do a simple edge for the blanket. I am thinking probably single crochet around. That should suffice. I hope anyway. What do I plan to do with all the left over yarn? I plan to make another afghan. I want to do the kit that I have waiting in the back ground and then on to some granny square blankets. I have some nifty new crocheting books that have some beautiful and bright patterns that have been calling my name. :)
I am still working on my mitts and hats for the charity project. Yay!
Last night, I couldn't even stand the thought of using the crutches to go up the stairs to bed. I crawled on my hands and knees up those stairs and managed to get in some damn good cardio. Now I know how my old dogs feel going up those stairs. This morning, I scooted on my butt down those same stairs. I managed to lose my socks that I had tucked into the waist band of my shorts some where along the way and my darling hubby found them and retrieved them.
Did I mention that I am a horrible patient? I get bat shit crazy after a day of not being able to do what I want. I will take you with me, too. I am horrible on cruises that last more than 3 days, I get nuts on that ship. Those walls start to close in and I want off of that damn ship. If I can stay drunk for a couple of those days, I can make it. The hang overs aren't worth it, though.
Maybe that is why I gave up drinking, it just wasn't worth the pain.