mere_vanilla

Well that was a weird week.

I got really, really sick last weekend, and was able to sleep most of it off by Sunday or Monday. For the rest of the week, it's mostly just been throat-clearing and nose-blowing with the occasional mid-day Ibuprophen. The husband has been out, helping his younger brother with Being An Adult, so I've been busy with kiddo.

Due to lingering effects of whatever affected me last weekend, I haven't really had energy or interest in any creative endeavors for a few days. Yesterday was the only day I felt at all inclined to write, but only got about two sentences down before exhaustion set in and kiddo woke up from the Daily Nap.

Fortunately, I'm feeling better about writing more in The Current Writing Project before getting feedback on its previous chapter. I'm finally able to integrate scenes that I've had written down for over a year into the story proper, and I'm so excited to be able to work toward a more lush and full chapter.

Today I got more work done on the scarf, and have almost finished a skein! I don't believe I'll win a round of yarn chicken if I play further, but it's the middle of the scarf, so it doesn't really matter if it's as pretty as what's going to be visible from the ends, eh?

I've had Bic Runga's and Dan Wilson's "Good Morning Baby" stuck in my head for the past two days (apparently it was on one of the American Pie soundtracks??? I was introduced to the song by way of Runga's Anthology album, so the cultural context is missing for me; I just enjoy the song for itself and for how uncannily it sounds like a song for an OTP from OFF).