Such big thoughts,

that I had in my last blog post on Monday afternoon. Shortly after that, I got myself dressed and went to the drugstore for my meds and somewhere around halfway through the trip home, it hit me worse! The doc in the ER had told me that I had not hit the bottom of this disease yet. She said that Monday and Tuesday would be worse. She told me that she had it and that if it ran the same way, I had not hit bottom yet. I couldn't begin to imagine that she was right, but she was. Monday was terrible, Tuesday was worse. Finally on Wednesday, I managed to make it to work for an hour in the morning and two hours in the afternoon. Yesterday, I managed to work an entire day again, my first full day of work in two weeks. Unbelievable. Enough whining, I am hopefully on the mend now. I did manage to finish a few things in my rare moments of clarity. This scarf only needed the fringe on it.
And this towel was so close to being done, who knows why we put them away when they are that close to finished? Really, it's a question I would like an answer to. I think I know, I have watched the commercials. They call it ADHD. I answered the checklist in one of my feverish moments. I have them all, the entire checklist.

And a few more hats.

And these little penny rugs.

And all these pennies ready to cut. I did get them cut on my freshly vacuumed floor. That is another story, for another time. It involves popcorn and ladybugs and sweepers and will be entitled, in the immortal words of one of my son-in-laws, (whose birthday I didn't forget this week, I just was too out of it to do anything) Everybody's Clean is Different. Watch for it, maybe tomorrow.