It's not that I haven't been doing anything...I just haven't spent a lot of time knitting lately.
Honestly, I have a bunch of projects on needles (Estonian Lace socks, Icarus shawl, baby washclothes, a baby hat, Sherri's shawl, a scarf, and a few other random things). I have just come to the conclusion that, although I like the projects I've got on needles, I'm not overly excited about working on any of them right now. It's actually a really sad, crappy thought.
I had a strange dream last night that I was at an unnamed yarn store that doesn't really exist. I wanted to buy more yarn but the little voice inside my head kept telling me that I had too much yarn at home already. Then I decided that I wanted to make fingerless mittens (something I have been wanting to do for awhile, actually) and a book with all sorts of fingerless mitten patterns magically appeared in front of me. It was a weird dream.
I started my summer job last week; just another reason why I haven't been knitting. I'm working for the Madison Recreation Department in their after-summer-school program. We had training all of last week and we started the "real" part this week. I hate training weeks. I wind up exhausted from sitting on my bum all day, taking in a bunch of information that I only half-care about. On top of that, I have to get up early and deal with Madison traffic. Normally, I don't mind dealing with Madison traffic if I don't have a particular time to be anywhere...but when I have to be somewhere at a specific time on the west side of Madison, I hate the traffic. This week has been exhausting, as well. We've only had two days of the program (Monday and Tuesday) and it's been rough. I have a co-teacher and 17 soon-to-be second graders in my group. The kids we work with come from Madison's southeast side, mostly and equates to a high Hispanic population (we deal with all the bilingual elementary students in the entire program across the city), with some African-American and Hmong students and only a handful of Caucasian students. All the students in the program have trouble in literacy and/or math. There are some with labeled disabilities but most of them do not have a documented disability. My group consists almost entirely of Hispanic students (luckily, they're all bilingual). Sadly, I have some tough little cookies. I had a fist fight break out yesterday between two of my kids. Actually, I think it's safe to say that one pummeled the other. But, on the upside, they seemed to like playing drip-drip-drop (read: duck-duck-goose but with water). Hopefully today will be a better day.
Beyond that, I'm tired. That's to be expected when you're growing things, even more so when you're working a job that requires running around after 17 extremely active six/seven-year-olds. I don't think I've had a good night's sleep in awhile, mostly because of the parasite (can't sleep comfortably - and then I have to get up for a pee in the middle of the night).
Other than that, there really hasn't been much going on around here in my little world. I think I should go get ready for my day, perhaps think about breakfast...