So, a bad thing has happened in my life, that has really turned out to be a good thing. At least that’s what I keep telling myself. About two weeks ago I developed a pretty bad case of self-diagnosed carpel tunnel. Numb hands off and on all day at its worst. It started off fairly mild and built up to being pretty all-consuming by the end of the week.
All knitting stopped. Well, it mostly stopped as much as I can cut knitting out of the picture. I kept myself away from the computer as much as I could over the weekend, and tried to spend two days to recoup. You see, my job involves a lot of typing and I was pretty desperate to find a way to keep doing it because you know..I really enjoy it.
Strange things have been happening. My house has been cleaner. My laundry got done and folded. I’ve never been a very good housekeeper, and I’m still no great example. Still, I have been forcing myself to do other things.
This has been a good lessen in moderation.
Long forgotten skills have been remembered.
I have been forced to do this against my will but…It’s not so bad. I’m still grappling with the depressing realities of this issue, and I don’t want to go too far into detail. Let’s make a quick mention of a languishing hat design and leave it at that just now.
For the moment I will stick with doing what I can to keep busy and happy.