I am not a happy bunny this morning. I haven’t been knitting excessively recently due to a lack of large projects to do, but I have managed to give myself the knitters equivalent of tennis elbow.
I noticed it yesterday as I tapped away at the keyboard at work, but it was only when I picked up a needle to sew last night that I realized I had better have a few days off from crafts. Which leaves me feeling a bit lost.
So I had a sad night in front of the TV without anything to keep my hands occupied. If I was prone to drama, it feels a bit like the world might end.
The two builders came back this morning to finish my yard and amidst me trying to stop them being on an episode of ‘cowboy builders’ they asked what was wrong with my elbow. I couldn’t engage my brain quick enough to think of a cool injury I might have sustained. So I got a smirk at having ‘knitters elbow’. I couldn’t have said tennis elbow could I? So I shuffled off feeling like an idiot and left them to make a mess of my yard.