My husband left me

Of course, I had to kick him out first.  He missed last year's ice fishing trip because something expensive came up and wanted to skip this year as well, but I cajoled him until he gave in.  So he's off on his way up north where I hope they have ice.  'Cause ice fishing wouldn't be the same without it.

My legs are really wobbly today after that hour long hike across town yesterday.  But I slept very well after I finally got the pain down to a 3.  I didn't stay asleep but that rarely happens anyway.  I've pretty much gotten used to it and as long as I sleep more than I wake up, I'm good.

I had a library run today where I took back the books that were due.  I had renewed them just in case I didn't make it but they are safely home where they belong.  I picked up A Clockwork Orange, the book, today.  According to the comments on IMDB.com the movie stayed true to the book, but I'd like to read it anyway.  But I'm still plugging away at Ronald Hutton's Triumph of the Moon.  It's not that it's hard to read.  It's that the print is microscopic.  I wonder if they were trying to save paper or something.  I've made it to chapter 5 finally.  That's further than I made it last time I had it out of the library.

Tonight I'm going to crawl into bed and work on my knitting until I fall asleep.  I'm making progress on the socks and the dvd case but now Zach has asked for a cover to put on his desk, which is a bit worn, like the altar cloth I knitted for myself.  It looks like a little rug but turned out very nice.  I'll get a picture of it maybe tomorrow. I picked up the yarn today which is okay since I haven't bought any yarn in a while.  I think it's been a few months.  I'd have to read back to see but since I can't be bothered, I'll just go with a few months.  If I've lied, my apologies.

Zach has a follow-up appointment with the dr tomorrow to talk about his labs, which I'm guessing he failed.  We haven't actually started our new plan yet because of the various catastrophes that keep popping up but while Tom is gone is as good a time as any to start.  That is, if our legs have healed up enough to actually do something tomorrow.

For now, off to write on my other blog and then to bed.

TTFN