Sunday, December 23, 2007

Brain Fog, Rambling

I woke up this morning with a killer headache, and my neck was all stiff too. It's not a pressure change... the barometer on my wall is holding pretty steady. I took some tylenol with breakfast. I hurt less now, but I feel rather zombie-like.

Yesterday I went out with Dad and his girlfriend and we bought a tree ($7.44... it's small, but boy do those prices drop right before Christmas), and I picked out my Christmas present from dad. I also bough a kilo of pecans to try out Bron's candied pecans recipe. When I was getting the pecans, dad asked if he could share the cost and get some of the candied pecans. I told him that I was actually planning on giving them to him for Christmas (in addition to his big present). He paid for the bag. I didn't object.

What else has been going on...?

I've been working on blanket squares.

I seamed most of one expansion panel onto Durrow, and it bags funny. Durrow is now in time-out. I have an idea that might work. Basically the problem is that Durrow is ribbed, and thus gathers in, except at the (brain fog is preventing me from thinking of the correct word) shoulder lines, causing the shoulder lines to bag funny. It might be fixed when the yarn softens with washing, and blocking the ribbing might help too. Durrow might end up being a "wear around the house" sweater though. I might be able to fix things a bit by pulling in the shoulder lines of the expansion panels a bit. But for now, it's in time out.

I screwed on the non-skid feet on my wheel. The rubber of the feet didn't seem to agree with the adhesive on the sticky pads, and they slid off the other day. This happened partway through spinning up some superwash merino for my first attempt at sock yarn. I stopped spinning until I could get the feet reattached, and haven't gotten back to it yet. My wheel is now in my (cramped) bedroom so that it's not cluttering up the living room when company comes for Christmas. I don't think I want to wait until after Christmas to continue spinning, so I may bring it upstairs and back down whenever I want to use it.

With Durrow in a state of near completion time-out, I've decided I can start my second Klaralund sweater. I haven't gotten the yarn and needles out yet, though.

I sure am grateful for the red-underline spell check feature today. My brain fog is making it hard to type coherently.

I really need to clean my room. It's a disgrace. I don't want people to see it. Normally this wouldn't be an issue, but H offered to help me move. I'm rather embarrassed to let her see what a pig sty my room has become. It doesn't help that I don't actually have space to put most things away... especially since the clutter makes it difficult to dust/vacuum, and I'm not that enthusiastic about cleaning under the best of circumstances. I need to do *something*, though. I look forward to having space in my new apartment.


Anonymous said...

Don't worry about cleaning up for me to help you move. Moving is _supposed_ to be chaotic (at least in my experience). In any case, I don't see how you can do much about one extremely cramped room. Or why I should care what it looks like when you're moving.


noricum said...

I'm mostly worried about the vast quantities of dust...

noricum said...

(If you're wondering how I can have my room so dusty with my allergies, it's because when it's not stirred up, it doesn't bother me. Dusting stirs it up.)

Mathgirl said...

Merry Christmas Andrea! Hope you start to feel better in time for tomorrow :)