Sleeve progress:
It's hard to tell by itself, so let's compare it to the sweater front:
Decent progress. But I think you can see why it didn't get done in time for Christmas. I still have a second one to make, plus assemble the thing, and then knit on a collar.
I wanted to get more done during my time off from school, but then I fell... Well, it wasn't a big one, but I'll explain.
Sweater Tracking:
Falling in the Mud
New Year's Eve. It was raining. As I do pretty much every day, I took the dog out for a walk. The rain had let up a bit, so I figured it was a good window.
Buttercup did her usual sniffing around, and she finally did her business a bit too close to the water.
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| The scene of the incident |
I went to pick it up when the mud underneath my feet gave way, and I landed on my butt and slid, heading straight for the water. Luckily, I managed to only land my left foot in, my right remaining in the mud.
One shoe (the left) floated away. (I was wearing slides, because of course.) I removed my right shoe and tried to get some traction to get me up, but no dice. I slid more. And, of course, no one was around, so it was up to me to get up and get home.
(Buttercup hovered on the sidewalk, waiting.)
I flipped over onto my belly, and attempted to find a way to inch up the bank.
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| This is pretty much head on from where I was |
I reached for those rocks. I didn't have enough to pull, so I wrapped my arms around that tree. From there, I was able to pull myself up to where I could crawl to the sidewalk and stand.
I was barefoot and covered in mud. I looked back to see my right shoe had now also fallen into the water and was floating away in the other direction.
I picked up the leash, and I took Buttercup home. We weren't far. I went in through the garage, and stripped out of my mud-caked pants. I went in search of my grabber/reacher stick, and once I found that, I went back out to retrieve my shoes. (I had put on another pair of pants first, though.)
They were too far for me to reach, but a neighbor happened by, and he was able to get both shoes out of the water.
So, no visible injuries. I'm only sore, mostly from the exertion of trying to get myself up. The mud came off my clothes in the wash and off my body in the shower.
I just knew I was due for another fall. At least this one was minor in comparison to my previous.