So this is a Weekending/Yarn Along post. I started my relaxing Saturday morning sitting on the deck knitting on a sock for a while. I made great progress on it and my goal was to finish the pair by the end of the weekend. It was possible. I could do it.
And it came to a screeching halt. By 10 pm I was feeling kind of blah. I would go to sleep and refresh myself and wake up with needles ablaze.
I felt like a truck hit me Sunday morning. It backed right over me again Monday and I'm happy to say that today the truck has moved on. Three days later I'm feeling refreshed. And ready to take on another sock.