I have two types of frog this week: one of the throat variety, which has actually wiped me out for 3 weeks (it’s possibly more of a frog flu but I’m going to be positive) and one of the knitting.
The first frog has meant that I have missed many, many weeks of knitting club due to not actually been able to get out of bed for a few days (hence why it possible may have been frog flu) and for the last week only have enough energy to go to work and then come home and straight to bed.
I’ve also tried not to let the first frog intervene with the things I enjoy such as knitting but it’s been a bit difficult.
Take for example my knitting that lives at work. They are a pair of socks, on 2mm needles, that have cables, and are been made for the husband.
So yeah, that was too much of a headache for my frog addled head. So I decided to knit at home in bed with chunky needles. The only chunky thing I have on needles at the moment is also another project for the husband, but this time a jumper.
This has suffered more greatly than the poor socks due to me actually having to frog as I ended up shifting one row up making the pattern wobble.
I am also sorry to report it is that time of year again where I start to blog about something else: Lent.
It actually started on 18th February this year so you have managed to miss my
complaining updates for the first two weeks.
As last year I’ve given up fizzy drinks but I’ve also agreed to join my sister this year and give up chocolate as well. This isn’t such a big deal for me as I normally prefer a savoury snack over chocolate but did cause a small….thing at my work today. I say thing because it was not quite an argument but I did feel like I had to defend myself. As I’m sure most places of work do (or at least the majority of places I’ve worked) when it is someone’s birthday snacks, usually some sort of cake, are brought in to celebrate. Well today someone brought in treats for there birthday but all contained chocolate in one form or another. After been asked several times by several people to go get a snack or been brought them over and declining them (politely) one person was insistent I had to eat something or it would be rude. At this point I informed the person I had given up chocolate for Lent. Apparently this is enough to warrant a barrage of questions and statements, leading me to feel I was been attacked.
All in all it wasn’t the most pleasant of experiences but my main feeling was one of anger. Would someone who informed they were on a diet be subjected to the same or similar questions? What about other religious beliefs?
Unfortunately after defending my personal choice to follow Lent, I felt even worse and would have loved to have cheered myself up with a slice of chocolate roll, especially with my voice hoarse and running a temperature. So for the first time since Lent started I have wanted some chocolate. I didn’t think Lent would be as hard as last year but been ill really does make it more of a challenge, especially giving up something that is a comfort when ill.