After three days of subsisting almost entirely on tea and toast, I am making cookies. This celebration is on the account of finishing a knitted hat of more than usual stripiness and accompanying awesomeness, and because my neighbours seem to be losing weight too fast. I am a very helpful neighbour. And besides, I happen to have had the days to myself.

Not being very well on account of the change in weather (though I expect this will get better as the humidity changes) I have taken a long time to catch my breath in the morning, and generally find myself knitting until I wake up properly. Since having turned my first heel, I am completely set on knitting socks for everyone in my acquaintance. However, I am waiting on the return of my awesome sister, who bears with her needles fine enough to knit socks.