This morning I woke up, and guess what? I felt just fine. Well enough to go to the gym even! I was very relieved, because it means I can get the cleaning I would like to do finished in a manner that I consider to be reasonable. Like so many other things, I have a specific way I like to clean the house, especially when company is imminent. Granted, it's different if this is a repeat visit - only first-time visitors see the house CLEAN. After that, you see it clean.
As a result of not feeling well, and getting ready for guests, I haven't done as much knitting as I would like. I worked some more on the Dotty vest for The Tim, where I am nearly finished creating the armhole steeks. (Yeah, once it was explained to me for the tenth time, and I started working on it, the whole thing made sense. Imagine.) I'm also making a scarf for a little girl as part of a service project for a group I belong to on Ravelry. Which will be a good project for down time while our guests are here and we are just hanging out.
In my blanket-covered state last night, I did manage to finish the book I have been reading, Julie & Julia : My Year of Cooking Dangerously, which I enjoyed for the most part. I shall provide further insightful commentary in my February Book Report.
In other news ...
The Tim took the picture below a couple of weeks ago. I waited to post it until now, to see if a) pigs were flying around, b) hell had frozen over, or c) Armageddon was nigh. Since we're all still here, I guess things are OK, at least for the present.
Trust me, this is not a common occurrence. And the whole thing could have ended more successfully (meaning without incident), if Jetsam would have just kept his right front paw to himself. But no, he *had* to keep poking it closer to Tess' face, thereby waking her up, at which point things deteriorated immediately.
The balance of power has since been restored. Let us rejoice and be glad.