Yesterday I noodled away on a prototype beret. I think I will probably end up frogging it back to the end of the ribbing and trying again, with fewer increases. I am reasonably sure that I am going to run out of yarn before I run out of hat. But since I am playing, it’s not particularly upsetting. And this yarn frogs well. It’s not as if it were cashmere laceweight, or alpaca.
Had a really, really great day back at work yesterday. My appetite showed up for breakfast, but not obnoxiously so. I was a little hungry at lunch and satisfied myself with a bowl of cereal. I had some carrot sticks for dessert. It is so nice to eat food that crunches! My teeth and gums were getting a little tired of toast, morning noon and night.
I showed up for presidency meeting, and one of my counselors was out of pocket, so we canceled the meeting. Came home and ate a small serving of my friend’s delicious lasagna, then did a load of laundry, came home again and polished off the last of the lasagna.
I’m driving in today, because I’m meeting my friend at the temple after work. Which means that I have time to fry up a small pan of potatoes O’Brien and a couple of eggs, and of course more toast. And I’ll take what are probably the last of the frozen blueberries to put on my cereal at work, for lunch, and maybe a sandwich for a quick snack on the way to the temple, and some fruit.
I have been really good to myself financially the past two weeks. And I have also been good to myself nutritionally, when I was inclined to eat. All, by the grace of Heaven. The tithing blessings have come through for me: there has been enough, and to spare. Of everything. [Well, not of guys I want to date, but then I haven’t exactly had the energy to be interested in that line of thought anyway. All in due time.]
I even know what I want to wear to work today. And it’s clean!
- Five years into widowhood, after one year of incredible happiness and nearly 14 years of single blessedness. Have given up perfect manicures and pretty hands in order to resume playing the soprano recorder and to see if I can figure out how to play bluegrass banjo. Singing in the shower. Still really, *really* love to knit!