Last week was one of those that had a lot of things that could go wrong go wrong and I don't mean spectacular catastrophes, just many minor incidents. I'm really beginning to feel grown up now; making decisions that affect not just myself but others too - it's very daunting.
Things did start looking up by the end of it. I received yet more birthday presents (told you it was great to be back home!) from B + J. Considering the week I had, the timing couldn't have been better.
I have been knitting furiously. Finished a pair of socks and moved on to ... a pair of socks! this time for the boy. He likes it already.
'tis strange not knitting whenever I fancy; restricting such an innocuous (albeit addictive) pastime to after hours seems a little rude of the non-knitting world. In my case it's probably for the best - there isn't a lot I can do satisfactorily while knitting.