Now, How Did I Do That?

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.