Sorry, all.
This is the Week of All Meetings, All the Time. So I'm not getting much knitting done, thanks to being given material for a meeting one day late the afternoon before and having to prepare.

I did knit a few rows on the shawl last night. I hate to say it but I'm beginning to get bored by it.
I think in many areas of my life I am more process than product oriented. I start projects and it doesn't bug me if it's years later when I finish them. I'm the same way about books - I must have 25 or 30 books on my shelf with bookmarks in them, somewhere around page 250 or so, where I got distracted and started something else.

Chalk it up to being a fillyjonk. Flightiness.

It's become very humid suddenly here. I find myself going into summer mode: wanting to spend the whole day stretched out on the sofa in a dim, air-conditioned room, reading a book or doing some hand-piecing.

Oh - I did get a few rows on the Regia socks done while waiting at the allergists.