Level 6!

On Friday, my boxing coach told me I was advancing to level six after ... years at level 5.

I find this hilarious, because this is how this session has gone:
Week 1 - normal week, but I haven't boxed since June, so I'm a little rusty.
Week 2 - Head coach isn't there (he's only there every second week).
Week 3 - I missed this week, since I had the flu
Week 4 - recovering from the flu. This is the class where I hurt my hand. (Well, it was the class or grocery shopping. Either way, I had it taped up for a week.) Head coach is off.
Week 5 - my hand has been taped all week, plus my Pathfinders are at camp and I'm joining them after class, so my head isn't really in the game.
Week 6 - Head coach is subbing. I have a cold and am having issues breathing.
Week 7 - Guess what? I'm going to level 6!

Life gets in the way

So three weeks into my new job, I got the flu. I ended up missing two days of work.

(My supervisor was awesome about it, but I felt bad. Couldn't be helped, though.)

A week after my return, I hurt my wrist and ended up taping it for 5 days.

The next week, I got a cold.

I've been lots of fun to be around, let me tell you.

Somewhere in there I went apple picking, spent the weekend at Pathfinder camp, sewed 2 Halloween costumes, and celebrated Thanksgiving.

Luckily, I'm now healthy (mostly) and unhurt (mostly). It's time to get back to working on another "all about me" quilt. I need 35 squares, and I'm done somewhere around 23 of them. I'd like to get it done this month so that I can start the next one and get it done in time for Christmas.

That might be a pipe dream, but I think I can do it, if I just stay off the internet.

So yeah, pipe dream.