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While I Was Sick

Real time Valerean here. I'm almost fully recovered from the flu, with just a bit of residual congestion and a lot of weariness from lack of sleep. I'm also back to work at the day job after losing 2/3 of my vacation to illness. At the moment I'm finishing work on this crochet throw I started while I was sick.

I did not really start my summer art quilt; the flu + stiff fingers derailed that project just as I was beginning it. I shifted to crochet because it's mindless and I needed to do something while I was recovering.

Some of my favorite projects are those that I've done when I've been ill. I have a beautiful but slightly wonky tote that I stitched while I was waiting for cataract surgery. I love that silly bag so much; working on it helped me get through a terrible time in my life. Now every time I look at this throw I'll think about my summer vacation with the flu. Not giving into sickness but creating in spite of it is one of the hardest and yet most rewarding self-helps.

In four days I will reach my other summer goal of catching up to my pre-published posts, and from then on I'll only keep a week of content scheduled to publish on the blog. I may double up on daily posts again now and then to avoid getting too far ahead of myself. Hopefully this helps me be a little more spontaneous. :)

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