The Knitting Gods Have a Rival
I think amongst the knitting world, the Knitting Gods are known to a cruel and vindictive lot. Boast even the teensiest amount about one's own cleverness or how well a project is going and SMACK--the knitter's needles or yarn or BOTH are bound to break, or a wave of moths are about to descend. They're a cantankerous lot at best. However, I think they might have met their equals in the Physical Therapy Gods. Remember me saying that I had to walk so slowly on Friday that I didn't even boost my circulation? Yeah--big mistake. That slow walk actually threw my hip back out. I thought maybe it was just sore, but by Saturday night--it was definite. Luckily, I have been shown how to force my hip back into place with my new toy Unluckily, the very concept of having to move bones about is generally enough to make me want to hurl, but it turns out that pain is an excellent motivator and Valium can take my mind off anything--even consciousness. So, I was...