“You may be overwhelmed by how much you have on your plate and you need to focus on being as efficient as possible.”
Category: Travel
Furiously Working
If I want forgiveness and redemption, then I have to be prepared to give at least that much. Even if someone hasn’t asked (or doesn’t really care) whether I ‘forgive’ them, it’s healthier for me to move to a kinder place and just assume the best.
A Few Days Off
Well, part of my squirming around was that partial disrobing trick that all women are familiar with – the “I’m taking off my bra but you can tell, la la la la la, look over there…” dance. Did I mention it was a sports bra?
Rome, and Home
I’m an almost 50-year-old, overweight Minnesotan. If I can handle the hills on a bike in Rome, there’s a good chance that many other folks can, too! A bike is a great way to get the ‘lay of the land’ – to get a sense of the scale and layout of a city – and the €10 I spent on the bike rental that Friday was some of the best money I spent!
Italy on Flickr
Once we arrived at the yarn shop we had the MOST wonderful time! The shop was crammed with happy knitters and crocheters, many of us couldn’t understand each other, but we spoke the universal language of FIBER!
Ciao!
I have learned a new phrase, “Non che glutine?” translated: “This Doesn’t Contain Gluten?”
It’s My Party!
I’ve not been to Italy for over 20 years – and I’ve NEVER been as far south as Rome. I’ve been to Florence a few times, but that’s it (that’s PLENTY!) To be able to go with a group of knitters, several of whom I know and just love, and to be able to share knitting tips and tricks and new patterns with them is going to be pure joy!
Growing New Skin
Well, I don’t hate the internet, I enjoy it. I’ve learned things, made friends, and have run my very small business through the internet. I feel it brings folks together much more than it ever could separate them. But the haters are hard to read, my friend.
Resting & Recovering
But my muscles and joints ache, my throat is sore, my ears are ringing – in short, I’m in a flare up. Di knows about this, and thankfully she also understands that what I have isn’t communicable, it’s just my wacky auto immune system on the fritz.
Last Post For A While
So instead of rushing it, we simply missed the boat trip and had a leisurely dinner, chatting, spending time together that we seldom get to spend. It was wonderful. Norah and I met about 25 years ago and have been good friends ever since, it’s very good to get to spend time with someone I admire so much (both professionally and personally!)