I thought a quarter of the edging a day was all I could do. Ha. I was surprised when I looked at it at the end of the day.
I stopped about suppertime. I thought about doing more and my hands felt like they could do it, but my head said no. Keeping knitting when I knew I ought to stop is how I got in trouble before and I just don't want to start that all up again.
The really interesting part of it is that this barely begins to cover what I did yesterday. All the knitting was between knitting. Between knitting is knitting between big chores of the day. Yesterday was baking day. There was a substantial bit where I was in the kitchen but there were all these bits while things were in the oven or where the dates were cooling, where I could stop, have a cup of tea and knit. And so I did.
At the end of the day, there was all the knitting but there was also buns, a date loaf, and apricot loaf and a pumpkin or rather sweet potato pie.
In the nature of a public service announcement: I am listening to/reading the PG Wodehouse Volume 1: the Jeeves Collection , a collection of PG Wodehouse stories narrated by Stephen Fry. I love Fry as a narrator. His narration of his book 'Mythos' is superb and that is what led me to Wodehouse. And I am so glad it did. These are silly stories, farcical in that inimitable British way. Not a novel, but very well worth a listen if you love language and silliness.
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