Sick

Well, I'm sick. So, while I can't run around, read papers, or do much that requires more than half an hour of attention (because that's about when I fall asleep again), I have been sitting here plotting and planning. Real surprise, right? Since all I do is plot and plan, especially here in the blog.

Current plots and plans are:
I've got a draft of a thesis proposal due in less than a week and I'm too sick to work on it. whee. That's going to end well. But even if I have to push it back by a few days, I've got about a month until the presentation. I don't know if I'm ready but.... it feels like getting there is feasible. No mouth-parched-with-fear, breath-caught-in-throat moment whenever I think about it. That's good. that's... new. Sure, there's lots of other stuff lurking around that I should do, that I should have done, but for now--one thing at a time, one thing before me. Just gotta act. I've got to plot and plan my holiday season traveling. Always fun. Always complicated. Knitting. knitting knitting knitting. When I was in the worst of my fever, I couldn't even manage k2p2 ribbing, but over the past few days I've gotten a bit better. I sit in my chair by the window, swathed in blankets, poking away at easy projects. I finished up the cuff of a sock, wove the ends in on a pair of mitts, did 4 rows of stockinette for my sweater... The problem is, the holidays are coming. And according to my last calculation, I have 2 pairs of stranded colorwork mittens, one pair of tufted/thrummed mittens, all 500 ends to weave in from the intarsia blanket, 2 manly pairs of fingerless mitts, one scarf (mostly done) and one pair of heavily cabled, detailed fingerless mitts. Oh, and a baby hat, though that's a more general gift. And I'm involved in some end of year KALs, which involve 2 other fingerless mitts (to make pairs), 6 more thumbs (I frickin hate thumbs), buttons for a fourth pair of mitts, and a partridge in a pear tree. Jeez. I like how fast mitts go compared to socks, but seriously--thumbs suck. Meanwhile, my eyes, ears, and nose are all oozing, so knitting is slow. Oh well. Time for more sleep. I hope your plans for the holidays are not hampered by illness.