Sadly, things have not been so great around here health-wise this week. I caught an incredibly nasty cold which started in my chest and went straight for my head, leaving me prone in the bottom of the shower in the aftermath of a very scary fainting incident. I'm still not sure what that was about. I spent most of the week on the couch with a box of tissues and a trash basket handy, watching episode after episode of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I was so sick that I didn't knit a stitch for days. I had no energy to do anything but stare blankly at my computer, vaguely wishing that Spike (with a soul, of course) was real instead of a character. Luckily, while I'm not exactly back to normal, I have resumed my half-marathon training (which has been seriously thrown off due to basically tossing a whole week of my life down the drain.) I'm still using a higher than average number of tissues, my cough would make you step back, and my energy isn't what it usually is, but I'm getting there.
Side note, but kind of related - is anybody else hungry for color? I go to the store (yarn store, clothes store, doesn't seem to matter) and all I see is shades of clay, putty, and mud. And then black, white, grey, and navy. Ew. I have rebelled against this enforced color palette by buying hot pink yarn and by painting my toes an even more electric shade of pink. So there.
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You seem to have been seriously unwell. Poor you. fashion does tend to dictate to us. Some decades ago we went though a puritan phase in which grey was the only colour for several seasons. At its end fuschia suddenly appeared everywhere all at once, but only fuschia.
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