It's Friday again. But this time I am jobless. Finally the last walk to the elevator happened and I left the building. How do I feel? Bittersweet really. Glad that, the assignment is over, but uncertain of what the future holds. When working is a necessity and not a luxury it makes 'going around the wheel' more exacting. I was very touched by the number of people who came by my desk to wish me well - most people I only had a 'nodding aquaintence' with, even the group of girls who I worked with directly I had known a little less than three months.
Next week is partly mine - I have decided that I need some 'time out', my body need a chance to gather itself together - the new regime that I have been on has started to make itself felt. Yesterday was not a nice day as I developed as close to a migraine headache as I have ever had. I believe that among other facters it is also the body de-toxifying. I have been as good as humanly possible - at times it has been harder than other because I have been really hungry. But hopefully this next week and a trip to the naturopath might open broader horizons... Trying to stay total wheat and dairy free is a task unto itself...
Leanne's BOM is still patiently waiting. Next week I am going to allot some time and have a really good look at it. LOL... It is nearly time for BOM Two to arrive.
I have done some more to my knitting as I sat in front of the telly. I still can't decide whether to add beads throughout the middle section of it or perhaps wait until I do the fringe at the ends and add them then. If I add the beads to the middle section I have to thread them onto the ball of yarn before I start to knit. I am ready to start the second ball so I have to make up my mind before I do. My 'cheap' scarf may not be so cheap after all.
Speaking of knitting I have borrowed a good read from the library called Knitting by Anne Bartlett. "Two women from very different backgrounds, Sandra the academic, and Martha a gifted knitter meet over an unconscious body on the footpath. From this point onward a unexpected friendship develops." Set in South Australia against the background of knitting and textile history it is proving to be a good ' curl up with' read. I am looking forward to having a little spare time next week to do just that and lose myself for a few hours. Plus I may finally get to give the quilting books I also borrowed from the libray some weeks ago, more than just a glance.
So as I write this I wonder what lies ahead. Part of me is concerned - part of me is excited. The potential for a whole new adventure is just ripe for the unfolding...
'Knitting' - Anne Bartlett