Maybe I'm feeling better. Nah, that's not it. Damn memory flashes come complete with sound in my head and leave me teary at the most inopportune times, like while I'm walking around at work. Was heading back from getting water, and suddenly I'm in that tiny corridor across from Dad's hospital room, melting down because he's gone.
But I started that log cabin blanket, and instead of starting it with garter, the main middle starter block is going to be rice stitch (or sand stitch, probably has other names too). Just felt like it, that's why. The rest of it'll be garter. And it must've stirred something inside of me, because I just spent the last hour downloading patterns from Knitting Daily. Thinking about the peapod baby set for Steve and Lynn's little guy, who's due to appear in September. Maybe the pewter shawl in some of that Grape Shadow from Knitpicks, because who am i kidding about using that for the Irish Diamond...I have my whole life to make myself nuts over that huge endeavor, goddess willing. Much as I'd love to do the entire Log Cabin blanket in wool, I'd also like it to weigh less than 300 lbs., so I'll dig further in the stash this weekend for suitable alternatives, maybe even that dreaded big burgundy ball of Red Heart. Feels nice to be thinking about knitting again.
Cleaning and puttering planned tomorrow, church and laundry on the Westside Sunday. Hope it's not another fast weekend :(