I'm feeling much, much better this morning, and felt well enough yesterday to slog out 45 minutes on the rowing machine. I wanted to quit halfway through; that's about the time Sports Center started rehashing Sunday's NASCAR results. I just paused the rower and switched to ESPN News. All football, all the time. Or so it seemed.
Today? More of the same, plus strength-training. I finally put a battery in the clock I'm going to hang in the garage, to help me stick to the routine for at least 25 minutes. Still need to do some motivational posters, but so far having the little speakers out there to blast out some music has been enough.
Skwigg listed a few of her current tunes last week; I've added Stronger by Kanye West and A Little Bit More by Jamie Lidell [the "Target" song] to my workout playlist. Today will be the first time I've actually used them along with lifting weights. Mostly I've just been sitting on my ass listening to them.
Thanks to all of you who sent good wishes about my anniversary yesterday. Life is good!
Still haven't embellished the Christmas stockings, but I will. They actually don't need to be sent until after Thanksgiving which, according to every calendar in my house, both in print and electronic, is just nine days away! Since Mr. Shrinking Knitter and I are hosting dinner this year, I'm quickly approaching panic mode. I wish I could be one of those Flylady women whose home is always company-ready, but I'm just not.
I have two big organizing projects that seem to get in my way. One is the hall closet, which would be a great place to store things that get tossed in the guest room, but is filled with "stuff" I can't throw away: old purses, including one of my late mother's and one of my late grandmother's; odd Christmas things that never get used and, thus, never get packed away with the other Christmas things; baskets of ribbon; spools of packing tape, unused picture frames. I need to be in one of those ruthless moods to start the process. I thought yesterday would be the day, so I pulled a handbag out and started going through it.
It is, of course, still on the guest bed. At least I threw some of the contents away, and put the change in the change jar.
The other project is the kitchen cupboards. The only way to reorganize cupboards is to take everything out of all of them. I think that's got D-I-S-A-S-T-E-R written all over it this close to Thanksgiving.
Knitting seems to get in the way of organizing and cleaning and laundry, oh my. Have I ever mentioned how much I like to knit? I've started a sweater I've made before, the Cable & Garter Pull which is no longer available online, as the original website has been taken down. Thanks to the Wayback Machine, you can still get the pattern, which was designed by Nicky Epstein. No photo, though.
The first time I made it I used a lofty mohair blend, and it reminded me of those big-knit mohair sweaters that were popular when I was in junior high school. You know, back in the Dark Ages. I had a couple that I absolutely loved and wore everywhere. This time I'm using Paton's worsted-weight wool, so it will look decidedly different but equally good. The pattern was designed for a worsted-weight acrylic, but I prefer wool. And it's pink. Of course. So was the first one.
I also will be making a pair of Fiber Trends Felted Clogs for my daughter-in-law's birthday, which is fast approaching. I've lost count of how many of those I've made, but I can finish the knitting in less than a day if I don't do anything else.
Like clean closets.
And to continue the dominant knitting theme of this post, have you seen the U.S. Post Office's new Christmas stamps?
Well, now you have! I'm going to use the top two for my cards, and save the lower two for bills and correspondence. They don't look quite so holiday-ish. Yes, I'm one of those ladies Wendy was talking about who spend too much time dithering about which stamps to buy. Except I'm not heading south.