Yesterday was a crazy mix of everything, and I've been in a slight daze all morning recovering.
First off, I was excited because I took the afternoon off for doctor's appointments. It's probably not a good sign that I'd rather be at the doctor's all afternoon than, well, the alternative.... but I was practically gleeful as I changed into jeans and headed over to the Copley Medical Center.
I had visions of quiet reception areas, long waits, and my new jaywalker.
For the most part, my visions played out into reality and I made some progress:
It started out as I expected. Quiet waiting room, good knitting time. Then, I was transferred into an examination room. Perfect! More knitting time. But then the nervous, compulsive knitting started. Words like "bloodwork" and "xrays" were being tossed around. A little more nervous, compulsive knitting happened after the word "rheumatologist" was uttered.
(My yarn stash didn't like hearing about that One. Bit. It does NOT HEART the rheumatologist.)
Even more progress was made while waiting at the lab for aforementioned bloodwork and xrays.
The last bit was knit as I recovered from the bloodwork with a spiked coffee drink at the Oak Room lounge. I had an hour to kill, and I couldn't have picked a better spot - an old school luxurious lounge with dark wood paneling and high ceilings with intricate scrollwork. Very relaxing, and I even got my own bowl of mixed nut snacks.
At this point, the afternoon took a turn for the better. I met up with one of my closest girlfriends for an appointment at Priscilla's of Boston to try on my wedding dress (which had just recently come in - yippee!) and to bridesmaid dress shop for her wedding, and there was much prancing and flouncing and fun with taffeta.
Is it any surprise that I'm a little groggy this morning?
I have plans this weekend that are SECRET for now, but hopefully I will have fun stories and pictures for Monday.
Until then - happy knitting!