Feeling a little down and very frustrated as I am unable to crochet at the moment. I know. It hurts. I'm not sure what I've done exactly but somehow I've managed to hurt/strain my finger. It's my pointy finger on my left hand (which I use to hold the crochet), so nothing to do with my hooking action at all, but it still hurts like hell when I try to work.
Feeling worried. I have a spectacular work load right now, and I am hoping that by giving my hand complete rest as far as is possible, that my finger will heal quickly. You have no idea how much I miss my crochet. I started making this potholder flower on Sunday night (excellent free pattern on Ravelry here) but had to abandon it in tears when I couldn't do any more.
Feeling full of snot. Urgh. I have the mother of all head colds residing up there and it doesn't feel good at all. I've spent the past two days trying to cope with daily life, resting on the sofa when I was able and wishing with all my heart that I could simply crawl into bed and stay there.
Yesterday I made it through till 6pm then went straight upstairs and crawled under the covers with a hot water bottle, leaving the rest of the family to cope without me. They managed, but it was not without upset. Little B tends to conduct his upsets at full throttle, it was not great to listen to.
Feeling the strain of parenting. Ahh Little B. At 3.5 years old he is putting me through my paces in no uncertain terms. Today he managed to flood the bathroom, causing water to rain down through the kitchen ceiling. It hasn't been a good day.
Feeling grateful for the long, light filled days we are having and the Greening Of The Hill. Always a high point in my year of Attic Views. I love this time of year very, very much.
Feeling happy when I think about the weekend we just had in Connievan. It was sweet and full of happy for the most part. Some cantankerous naughtiness from our 3.5year old, some dramatic outbursts from our 9 year old and some whinging boredom from our 10.5 year old. But all in all, it was pretty great.
Feeling optimistic about many more weekends with ConnieVan, I'll tell you the full story about her new home when I'm feeling a little more perky.