A blog about my life, knitting, and other stuff.

April 11, 2006

Proof of Life

I'm not dead. I feel like dying but I'm not dead. Today's newest wrinkle is that in addition to still feeling like crap, I've lost my voice. But don't feel sorry for me. Feel sorry for my children stuck at home on spring break with their ill mute mother. I've been letting them watch TV and play computer games all day because I can't muster any energy to do anything else with them. I've been sitting at my computer knitting afghan squares and weeping my eyes out over the last two disks of the final season of Six Feet Under.

That's five sets of four squares that have been seamed so far. Thirty-three and a half squares knit total.