The first week back to work seemed to last forever and ended with a fizzle, rather than a bang. By the time the weekend rolled around the girls and I were all exhausted. A3 actually went to the nurse’s office at school after lunch Friday because she didn’t feel good. She fell asleep and didn’t wake up until I was ready to go home. A1 has some kind of coughing, hacking crud that we’re trying to confine to just her. As a result, she didn’t have any big social plans and she slept most of the weekend. My DH had 12 hour training days, three days in a row, so the poor fellow was virtually non-existent. A2 settled in with her buddy, Steven, and the two of them snacked, watched t.v., napped, etc. in intervals. They’re great pals.
Between laundry and wrangling A3 I started a pair of socks. They’re basically the Rivendell pattern (I made some several summers ago), but with modifications. The wrapped stitches look fabulous, but they’re a little tight so I decided not to include them. The socks looked a little plain without the wraps so I added some glass beads for some “bling” action. I’m happy with how they’re turning out.
I’m attempting to spin silk on my Louet wheel. In the past I’ve opted to use a drop spindle for silk because my wheel is designed for heavier fibers. Drafting the bejesus out of the hankies and actually unhooking the tension brake make spinning on the wheel possible. The callouses on my hands are so rough that I have to wear gloves in order to draft or spin without becoming hopelessly tangled though.
The weather reports keep taunting us with snow, but only a few flakes fell today and none of them stuck. I’m not asking for a blizzard, but a few days of wintry play would be appreciated. Is it wrong for adults to want a snow day?