Wow. I just deleted the entirety of the blog I just wrote. That is a first. And, it's not in the recycle bin.
Two weeks ago yesterday, Rose and I went for annual flue and Covid vaccinations. The next day I was fine. Rose has suffered no effects past a sore arm. But on the Monday, I was debilitated. Temperature, fatigue, pain. I spent several days totally in bed. Then down to two naps a day. Then one.
Jan agreed to come help me wind on the new warp that Saturday. That date was cancelled to yesterday. My only contribution was turning the crank. Jan did all the rest, including cleaning up, re-shelving the extra warp, putting away the tools. She left me sleeping.
It's ready to tie on, probably later today, and only a couple of bouts.
We seem to be in our last week of pseudo summer. Today will be in the low eighties, and the rest of the week sixties and seventies. Overnights have been in the forties for a couple of weeks.
There is little fall color this year. Leaves are simply turning brown and falling. Too little rain over the summer.
I am looking for a new home for Kitty. My balance grows more and more precarious; her demand for treats more and more obstreperous. Every time I stand she is between my feet, commanding. I told Jan I probably could solve the whole problem by throwing away the damn jar. Or make it worse.
So far no luck. She could always go back to the shelter, but I really don't want to do that.
Well, that's as much as I can remember of the previous post. Off to put the laundry in the dryer.