So, I'll go ahead and say it. I am a cold hearted b*tch.
My husband has the flu and he may not survive. I'm fairly certain the flu isn't going to kill him but I might. The man is driving me
I don't do well with sick people. Can you tell? I specially don't do well when my loved ones are sick. And I really, really don't do well when my big, strong husband is moaning.
About the only thing keeping him safe is my hat.
I'm calling it the Anchors Aweigh hat because all I want to do is weigh anchor and set sail, away from this flu infested house before I catch it. I start work tomorrow and I finally have an eye doctor's appointment this afternoon so I can get new glasses. The ones I currently have are so old & scratched I can only see to read if turn my head all the way to the right and look out of the left edge of my glasses. I'm so afraid I'm going to catch the flu and not be able to make the appointment. And I'm starting to get this weird little tickle in my chest.
As for the hat, I'm hoping the design will look better after it's blocked. I've never been super great with fair isle knitting. I really struggle with keeping my tension even.