I'm inclined to think not, but I find myself here, quite sick, though much better than I was yesterday. I'm not really blaming it on the sweater all that much, rather I'm blaming it on myself for staying up late doing it, and not eating as much as I should have on Sunday. I'm pretty sure those two things were the last straw as far as my immune system was concerned, but who can really tell. I'm not going into the gory details of my ailment, just saying I'm sick should be good enough.
You know I must be really sick when I haven't knitted at all today. I spent most of today sleeping and reading Memoirs of a Geisha. It's a fabulous book in case you haven't read it. I highly recommend it. I'm actually starting to feel tired again. I'm going back to bed.