There isn't a finished project today. I was zipping right along there, but I didn't even walk PAST my colorwork project bin yesterday. We need some time apart.
Yesterday I survived on just one dose of Robitussen, which is enough to make it a good day. I do not know a curse strong enough for the wretches who came up with the cherry-flavoring for Robitussen. I thought by now (well, of course, at one point I foolishly thought I'd be better) I would have at least grown used to the horrible stuff, but instead it is getting harder and harder to take, and it is the only thing I've found that calms the coughing. I even managed a really cold one-mile walk yesterday. Then
Theo was underfoot last night while I was pinning,