Sadly, our trip by motorcycle to Santa Fe was canceled. Our friends we were meeting up with, driving in from Austin, TX, had some urgent business come up, AND I had a fever of 101 for three days, and then Mr. Tukats caught it from me all in the same week. Things do happen for a reason, I say, and come to find out that there have been two horrific accidents on the route we would have taken, one closing down the freeway for a few days, and a major no-visibility sand storm which caused a bad accident on the very day we would have been going through that area. Needless to say, I'm okay with the cancellation.
And then, due to an osteoarthritic left thumb acting up, I've not been knitting this past two weeks. Seems the harmless act of lightly holding a needle between thumb and index finger flares up the pain to worrisome levels. So ice, Advil,and thumb rest this last week, and it is slightly better. Back in April I had a cortisone injection in said thumb, which helped for about two months, and so I'm hoping another one of those might do the trick. Doctor visit to come in a couple of weeks at the soonest. It has allowed me to catch up on my reading, but that's no replacement for knitting.
That said, I have been dallying in some knitting reorganization. I am truly at the point where I have no. more. storage. for any new-found yarn, which has led me to resurveying my stash and finding orphan projects that will never hit the needles, or that I have fallen out of love with, or that I bought when I was depressed or just on a whim, and offering them up to others on ebay and Ravelry, who will hopefully fall in love with them, too. Staring at my impulsivity straight in the eye is like coming off a bender, waking up and discovering you've got a new tattoo on your butt. Just might not want to keep it. Trouble is, I really am in love with all my yarn, so it's hard to let go of even single skeins.
I also had the pure pleasure of teaching my mom's caretaker to knit. We met up at Craft Essentials on Sunday, where she bought some needles and neon yellow Red Heart (I kid you not), because she loves bright colors (who am I to argue with someone else's passion?) and I set about with teaching the cast on, knit ,and purl stitches. What a thrill it was for me to see her picking it up quickly and her enthusiasm over the bright rows she created. She's already got a list of projects she wants to knit, and I'm there to help her out of any problems, if and when they arise.