...I'm hanging out at the coffee shop on the ground floor of my apartment complex. It feels good to be out a little bit, and it's close enough that I don't get too tired. I'm still working on healing up from things, so this is a big concern. I still bully myself to go to the corner store and back...slooooooowly. I kind of envy all the people walking quickly or running or skipping along...I just have to keep telling myself I'll get there, it just takes time...
Meanwhile, the friends keep coming by in droves. The Synergists
visited me this Saturday, bearing Mama Freekee's cookies and all kinds of friendly goodness. (The cookies are awesome, by the way--I feel better already. Hospitals should have homemade cookies; people would recover that much more quickly:) Captain Emily is coming by later today, and this weekend the other members of the Oak Grove Coven stopped in and ate chocolate and picked up their mutated Gothic Babydolls. (I have two more drying upstairs. Ahhh, self-imposed art therapy!)
I'm also getting a LOT of knitting done with my downtime. I've been trying to get the old not-quite done projects out of the way, but keep starting new ones. I'm working on a Tim-Burtony hat in black and grey right now, and finished a big fully pruple and grey Dr. Suess-ish sort of scarf to match the mittens I was working on in the hospital. It's good that I have projects that keep my little brain from getting too stir-crazy. Two more weeks of this downtime from workies to go...and now that I'm out of the "Ow--quit it! Ow! Quit it" part I can enjoy it more:)
...So there you are:)