I woke up this morning feeling like I'm getting sick. I've got the sinus ickies that suggest "impending sinus infection," and I've got body aches. Yuck! I'm attempting to stave off the sickness by copious internal application of the best beverage ever invented: a half and half mix of orange juice and lemon-lime soda. Fingers crossed!
I was cashiering last night at second work, and because the parking lot was nearly empty when I arrived, I stuffed my sock-in-progress in my apron pocket. (Shut up. At least I don't have to wear a stupid hat, too.) It worked out very well--I'm approaching being able to knit without looking, so I was able to keep an eye out for customers (excuse me, not "customers"--"guests") and shove the sock back in my pocket before they made it to the register. As a test, I kept knitting when a manager came up, but she didn't say anything about it, so it appears that knitting at the register is perfectly acceptable! I made some nice progress--except that at one point, I slid a cardboard box down into a bag, and the cardboard sliced through my palm. I now have an inch-long cut at the base of my lifeline on my left hand. Grasping things causes my hand to fold right along that line, which makes knitting difficult. I may have to lay off for a few days. Damn! Now what will I do on my lunch hour?