While I was coughy this weekend, I started working on woolie goods for Mr. G. As a first time Grandmother, I feel that is part of my role. By the end of the weekend, I must have rolled a half a dozen skeins to get ready for knitting and crocheting. I even went to a yarn store looking for new knitting needle sizes. I did end up with new needles and new yarn but my old trusty hook came out. Needing three different sets of needles (and sizes) for a project does not seem to make sense in my head. Maybe it will when I am a better knitter.
The kettle was put on. Tea was made and poured and I worked with my hook.
In no time, there was a hat for Mr G. It is a alpaca and wool blend that will take him through the winter. I will need to put more woolies in his stocking next year.
Not a bad way to spend a few hours on a coughy day.