15 days and counting

Quite unusual to be laid low for such a long time but this virus from hell is showing little sign of disappearance. Days are now merging into weeks and I am trying not to think of all things that have not been done - mostly related to cleaning around the house. It is surprising that tasks usually done on a daily basis don't seem to matter so much when you are feeling poorly. Non hoovered carpets do not seem to get any worse after a couple of days; washing left a little longer doesn't get any dirtier and there are still plenty of clothes to wear; eating ready prepared meals occasionally is not a hardship. The thing that I have really been missing, though, is my knitting. The first few days my hands were shaking and I could not hold the needles. Then I managed a little of a log cabin blanket but ran out of wool. Then I tried some of my works in progress - a little baby jacket in brown bamboo -  but I couldn't concentrate on the pattern. The television was not keeping my attention for very long - although I became fascinated by the US presidential election and even the iPad was a bore. I needed a knitting project to keep me busy and to take my mind off the cough and the subsequent pulled muscle in the back - from the cough. This came from an unexpected source. My eldest daughter asked me to make a scarf for her other half for Christmas. A perfect solution. Nothing too complex, something to knit in front of the TV, no pattern as such to follow. I don't usually like scarves. - a tendency to get bored and thus make them too short! This time, though, a good solution. So good, in fact, that he is going to get 2 scarves as I couldn't decide on the yarn - and it may be three as I like the pattern so much that I would like to see it I some yarn that has been in the stash for some time and I hadn't been able to think of anything to do with it.