infryq

Yesterday I overslept a touch.

Sunday I carded more Tunis, and picked out another interim spinning
project, a white alpaca that’s slated to be a bulky, moderately lofty
two-ply. After lunch I gloved up and deep-cleaned all the mouse-claimed
surfaces we would otherwise prefer to use for food prep. It took about four
hours, and slightly overdrew my spoons for the day, but it’s made it much
easier for me to be in the kitchen. Plus now when anxietybrain gets alarmed
about putting the business end of utensils down on a table, it’s 100% clear
there’s no rationality involved, and that helps.

Yesterday I carded a bit, spun a bit, had a therapy appointment, bought
some interesting rice (Matta, a parboiled red rice from Kerala), did some
pleasing speed/accuracy tests on the unsketch operation I wrote on Friday,
and shipped it off to W. After dinner I put in some more rows of knitting
on the hat lining and listened to A Wizard Alone, which is focused on the
inner life of a boy with autism. I am super nervous about how she is
handling it — at times very othering, at times totally accepting as a
normal divergence. We will see.