Arthur Itis, that’s who. In my knee. Now this isn’t fair. I was a good girl and went for my neurosurgery last July and took it on the chin. (s) I gradually eased off on the pain killers and, as I did so, my right knee started to be a bit uncomfortable. And then more uncomfortable. And then painful. Surely you’re supposed to recover from one thing before the next one starts, aren’t you? And anyway, only old people get arthritis, don’t they? It’s not fair and I’m having a sulk, so there. Anyone looking meaningfully at the calendar and doing adding up faces had better watch out. Fortunately, most of my hobbies involve sitting down – the Zentangle, crochet, reading and so on.
I did, however, decide to tidy the top shelf in my wardrobe last week. Now every time we go to Spain or the Canary Islands, which is at least twice a year, we go to the local and to the tourist markets, because they are fun. It’s not unknown for me to buy a handbag, or two and, possibly, a scarf/shawl/stole or two. It would appear, based on what I found on that shelf, that it’s time I set up a stall of my own. At least as far as the scarves etc are concerned. In fact, I fear some of the markets will probably go out of business altogether if I stop going.
In a moment of weakness, I then went on to tidy the rest of the wardrobe. This was not a good idea. I did, it’s true, find one or two things to get rid of but it was tokenism and I knew it. I knew it when I put back the cape I wore when I was pregnant with my eldest – approaching his 38th birthday- not to mention the evening dress I’ve had since before I met the loved one in 1974. It hasn’t fit me for a while. Quite a while. A very long time, in fact, but it is still beautiful in my eyes and here it will stay.
So the loved one was at the computer on Sunday evening and called to me
“Do you fancy a trip to Tenerife?”
“Yes,” I said, ” When? ”
“Day after tomorrow…”
“It’s a bit soon. We’ve not been back from Spain two weeks.”
“Go on then.”
So here we are. Good innit?
I brought some yarn to crochet with and set about making a mermaid doll for my granddaughter. I’ve got as far as I can without stuffing it, so this is it, until I get home. Bored, I used the remaining yarn to make her a friend, an octopus playmate, in fact, also in need of stuffing. Making the tentacles was hilarious and much easier than expected.
And now I’ve started on a fish, which will be ready to stuff by the time we get home too. Fun, fun, fun.
Well, suck my socks and call me Sugarfoot, guess what…
The Diva Challenge this week is to use the new tangle – see border in the tile above. So for once, I’m in front of the Diva.
At which point I will wish you all a fond farewell from Costa Adeje and hope you will be good until next time. (Well, good-ish.)