Not here, of course. Actually, I’m just bemoaning the lack of snow in my very many digital photos. I guess I just haven’t been very good about seeking out good snow pics in the TEN YEARS since I got my first digital camera. Dammit. Gotta remember to check my photo drives when I get home tonight.
Neglect, neglect, yadda yadda.
I pulled my blog up to look at some of the widgets for another site I’ll be working on soon, and realized how very out of date this thing is, and not just the posts. For one thing, one of my favorite yarn stores closed last summer, so I have to remove that link. My bio needs an upgrade, and honestly, this whole site needs a facelift.
Sadly, my life these days is way to the busy. Work is swamped, personal time is usually spent on my current freelance project, and any other time leftover I’d rather spend as far away from my laptop as possible. (Seriously, I finished four books last weekend, three of which I’d also started last weekend.)
But soon, I promise, my dear two or three readers. Of course, I also need to upgrade JaneEspenson.com…. *sigh*
Just not enough time, dammit.
And in knitting news, I’ve been scrambling away at scarves, scarves and more scarves–and haven’t taken a pic of a single one, dammit. I suck. Someday that’ll change. I hope.
Until then, a pic. No blog post is complete without a pic.
Isn’t she beautiful? I went to the San Diego Wild Animal Park two weeks ago with my sister and b-i-l, and this lioness was just hanging out on a crate right next to the observation window of the lion hangout. What a ham!
I had knee surgery two weeks ago, and have been holed up in my living room ever since. For the first week I was in recovery mode–not working, just lying on the couch, icing and resting. This week I’m working from home, resting the leg as much as possible before returning to normal activity. In all this time, I haven’t touched yarn ONCE, and it’s heartbreaking. My tendonitis continues to improve, but my PT hasn’t given me the all clear to pick up needles or hook. So much free time, wasted.
Honestly, it’s not just the yarn. There’s so much I could’ve accomplished during my sentence on the couch–scanning of old photos, shredding the bag of junk mail, learning a new software, redesigning this site, or even reading a book–but what have I spent that time doing? Watching dvds. Watching dvds I’ve already seen multiple times. (Except Dexter season two–that was new to me.)
A ridiculous and embarrassing waste of time.
And to make it worse? I gained ten pounds in the first week. It was my own fault, of course–my sister and brother-in-law were here from the East Coast to take care of me, and whenever I’m with them, something in my mind switches to vacation mode, and in vacation mode, I eat all the things I don’t usually allow myself. Add pizza, lasagna, cupcakes and chinese food to a week of lying on the couch, and yeah, it adds up to ten pounds. They’ve been gone a week now, though, which means I immediately went back on my normal diet, and I’ve already lost five. Not healthy, I know, but I’m going back to WW in two days after three weeks away, and I’d rather it not show me back to square one.
In other news, while the sis and bil were here, they got me a coffee table for my birthday. Yay coffee table! I am very fond of it, and am pleased with how that one little change improved the overall aesthetic of my living room. (Before, I’d been using a cardboard box covered with a blanket as my ‘table’.) Once I’m mobile again, my plan is to swap the positions of my entertainment center and bookshelves, and to paint the north wall (I’ve had a lot of spare time to think about this), but I fear my motivation is rooted in my inability to act at the moment, and that once I’m up again, I’ll lose interest in my home improvement plans. *fingers crossed* that I’m stronger than that.
It’s been awhile since my last update, I see. Thanks to my elbow injury (which I suspect was caused by lifting a 30-lb box of cat litter the totally wrong way), I’m still not allowed to knit or crochet, and it’s taking more of a toll than I’d expected. The boredom, the fidgeting, the “what the hell do I do with my time?” of it all, I kinda saw coming. I underestimated the extent of it, but it was expected.
However, I’m also finding myself cranky, bitchy, and overreacting to the tiniest of annoyances, and I’m wondering if it’s a consequence of losing my “zen” time, those moments when it’s just me and my yarn and my thoughts, when I’m most comfortable with being with myself.
Yes, not being able to knit or crochet is slowly driving me crazy. I asked my PT if I could pleeeeeease just knit something small, and he said, “Read a book.” Yeah, thanks. That’s actually what I’ve been doing (ten books so far, it’s like the old days!), but it’s not enough. I’m not even comfortable watching dvds anymore, without something to occupy my hands. It feels like such a waste of time.
The injury is healing, but slooooowly, and I don’t see me picking up a skein anytime in the next two (*sob*) months. The doc even went so far as to mention the S word (<small>surgery</small>), which would translate even longer to yarn.
Why does my body hate me so?