Those are the Breaks

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Happy New Year! I thought I would start the new year off with a dislocated finger! It’s on my left hand, middle finger. It won’t bend and it’s still swollen but I feel better about chances for a complete recovery. It was a really rude looking dislocation. I would show you but it’s not for the squeamish.

It happened on a Monday night and I was back knitting like a champ yesterday. There is still pain and discomfort but I am nothing if not a trooper.

I have orders to get out and I have a special order to make 30 pom-poms in light blue which requires me to purchase a big hunk of blue yarn. I am hoping the store has Caron by the Pound in light blue sitting on the shelf waiting for me to come by and make it into 30 3 inch pom-poms.

I also need to get a skein of Fiesta Homespun to go with the other two skeins because I have to knit a prayer shawl and a black hooded scarf to crochet is also on my list of things to do today.

And I have to go do this shopping before the storm Mr. Honey thinks is coming hits.

I also issued a challenge to myself to get an entire afghan done for the family party in three weeks. I had the bright idea of making an afghan and raffling it off to a family member. (The arrogance of thinking they will even want one!)

I have two squares made – this is going to be quite fun with a broken wing. OK, dislocated wing. But now that I have put it out in the atmosphere, I must make it so.

Nothing like a challenge for the new year. I don’t even want to tempt fate by saying something stupid like ‘it can’t get worse.’ So, I won’t say it.

Hopefully fate has a sense of humor.