Into the Abyss

There has been a notable lack of solitude here lately. The insanity that is Thanksgiving was extended when both the boys got sick. I would suspect them of malingering, except no one fakes stomach flu just to get a couple more days off. Not even Marco and John.

I'm enjoying the silence. No Game-Boy blipping. No Scooby-Doo. No PBS Kids/WTTW Pledge Drive. No one racing for the bathroom. I keep stopping what I'm doing and wallow in being alone, listening to all that nothing. No wonder I found knitting.

Everybody's better. I am back to blogging by daylight. Well (as I glance out the window), winter light, anyway.

What am I doing with all this all-by-myself-ing? I'm going to knit a sweater.

It's official. I have cast on.














Should I feel the urge to run screaming from the edge of the precipice, I still have all those scarves....