Literally, sick, and tired. It is the most pitiful fate that could come to a craft-a-holic! I am too sick to do anything! I crawled into bed and woke up 3 hours later! It's the whole cold thing that has gone around. I thought I could avoid it. The weather is having a protest as well. The gnome is guarding the pots on the deck. Maybe we should knit him a little sweater. Another day.