
It took two solid days of bracing, one where the arm was almost not used and the fingers connected to the hurting tendons tied down so I wouldn't use 'em... but my arm's feeling much better now.
Blerg.
I've officially withdrawn from the sock class; I was told that they run it every quarter and that if there's space in any given class (call first), I can jump right back in where I left. So that's good.
Tonight I'll put all the knitting projects away with the firm resolution not to touch them until at least May 1. My free time for the next few weeks is more or less going to be taken up with the essential gardening - how is it that spring always catches me by surprise every single year? - and the writing project anyway. Then before I get back to knitting, I'm going to see if I can get a very old project off the books.
Long story short: Several years ago in Williamsburg, I bought a bouquet of silk fat quarters with the plan of making an intensely complex crazy quilt - there were going to be upwards of 10 different techniques used in it.
So. Not. Happening!
Anyway, I have a lovely pattern for a fat quarter crazy-ish quilt that would be much less elaborate, and according to my math I've got enough different silks to make a full-sized version *and* two lap-sized ones, one slightly smaller than the other. So that's going to take precedence over the knitting projects, assuming that ironing and cutting don't hurt me. They, at least, can be done with the brace on, and then feeding the bits to the sewing and embroidery machines shouldn't call for much strain on my arm at all.
But before I go there, I still have to repot the roses and go medieval on the bushes out front. The window for that is already closing.