Charlotte K Stewart

Writer, Reader, Knitter, Artist



Yarn Day & NASCAR

Some would say NASCAR and yarn are a weird combination. That might be true. However, for me it’s a fairly usual blend of two of my favorite things. I dig racing a LOT. And, I’m a knitter. October 13th is Yarn Day, and I’d had every intention of setting aside a good hour or so to work on a project I have underway. I had thought I might also happen to knit while watching a NASCAR truck race… no, that did not come to pass. I watched the race, but continued to get interrupted by various real life matters. And, after the race, I thought THIS IS IT, MY TIME TO SIT AND KNIT! Guess what – nope, no knitting. Zero.

It was not the calm, relaxing, soul-filling day or hour I needed badly, not just because it was yarn day…. for so many reasons. I actually did not do a thing I wanted to do in a way I wanted to, all day… yes, the race was on. And, the driver/crew chief team I’ve been rooting for will survive to the next round of the playoffs (the #16, if you’re wondering). I chatted with my bestie off and on most of the afternoon and some of tonight, as we could. We talk most every day, even if it’s “I’m sick, talk to you tomorrow.” It’s the best friendship I’ve ever had in my life, and I’ve been blessed to have some awesome ones. Anyway… I need some self care and some quiet, relaxing time. I don’t know when or how I’ll have that, because life has been too hectic, too unpredictable, too out of anyone’s control… everyone needs SOME down time. I will get back to posting on here more regularly, too. I’m working on it.


NaNoWriMo is Coming

November starts in two days. I am – and am not – ready for this year’s nano. I have other big projects that start on the same day. My health has been lower than the usual, fairly low, holding pattern I exist within. I have multiple goals for the next month, and zero energy.

I trashed the project I had hoped to do for this year’s nano. Maybe not actually “trashed,” but stuck it inside a box, in the back of the file cabinet inside my mind. I may use the lead female character for a future project, or change her around and give her the spotlight down the road. But, not this November.

I am taking the day off. I will write later tonight, because I write every day. I am counting this post as writing, and I will get some things down on my WIP tonight. However, my brain is overloaded, and today my body is screaming at me.


Some rest is needed before I face the next month and work on plodding through the rest of the prep work for those, tomorrow.

I also have a big appointment on Thursday, which has me stressed out. I will do what I need to do between now and then, and I hope after that is in my rear-view, I might have less trepidation about the next few months. That will be a refreshing sensation (I say, after going through this several times already).

I’m off to watch my NASCAR race. There less than a handful left in my favorite series with my favorite driver in the field.

Ciao. Happy Sunday.


Busy, Long Day

I got up earlier than usual. Correction: I got up and showered, dressed, and left the house earlier than usual. We had to do a long list of errands, with a goal of being done and home before 1:00. Considering things never seem to go as planned, the fact we got back at 1:15 was impressive.

Accomplishments are measured in a wide variety of ways. Today, I was feeling great that I had been out of bed for a few hours. I helped Mom with things she needed to get done, and I finished some big tasks I needed to do today. We ticked off multiple to-do list chores. I took a break. I watched NASCAR practice for a short time before the day took a downward turn.

Sickness is unpleasant, no matter what it is. I live with chronic illness and constant pain. My “normal” is already on a lower grade of functionality and tolerance than people who are blessed with not having the same issues. I became ill suddenly, and have been all evening. I am a combination of annoyed, stressed, angry, frustrated and indifferent about the fact that there is nothing I can do about it. I get through the best I can, slugging down the pills, sipping the ginger ale or flat cola (which tastes disgusting; carbonation is my friend), nibbling Keebler Club crackers or dry toast (hoping it stays down), and resting.

Always, I hope I feel better as soon as possible. There are things I’d planned to do this evening, which are impossible and/or unpleasant while feeling so ill. I need tomorrow to be smooth, this acute problem in the rearview mirror, so I can get some things done here at home!

I could not write today, but I’m about to settle in and work on it for a short time. I want to read before bed. That will depend on if my eyelids can stave off the sleepiness the meds cause, long enough to get through a chapter or two.

The Cleanup After the Storm

I have family members who survived Hurricane Matthew. They did sustain some damage around their yards, a large tree came down, and at least one of the homes needs minor repairs. The most important thing is that all humans are alive and intact, as are the pets. Everyone is working on cleanup, and getting back into their daily routine. It will take a few days or weeks, but they are thankful to have survived the worse hurricane to hit the southeastern US in over a decade. I’m glad they’re okay, too. It’s nice they are all positive and hopeful. They help others out, as well, normally. That spirit of helping their neighbors, along with their communities, is part of how we were all raised. I’m not surprised when I hear in their tone that same sense of cooperation and willingness to come to the aid of people close to them in need.

I have not written yet today. That’s next on my list. I’ll read before I go to sleep. I still have the migraine. Could it please go away???

I watched NASCAR races and ran an errand this evening. We had one day of no A/C before someone turned the heat on. It’s too early for the heat, in my opinion, but it wasn’t my decision.

Rough Day, All Around

My day was not my usual kind of Sunday, for several reasons. Sometimes, things come up and bite you, and it throws the day off kilter. That happened to me today.

I have a few appointments this week. One tomorrow, another on Tuesday, and another on Thursday. I have a list as long as my (fairly short) arm of things I must do this week. Most are things I deplore and am not looking forward to, in the slightest. On the weekends, and mainly on Sundays, I watch NASCAR Cup series racing. I also, almost always, listen to my favorite driver’s team radio feed. Add that to my list of today’s unpleasantness: the feed would not work for me today. Insert my loud grumbles here.  To put it mildly, I was not a happy camper, and it was barely the early afternoon.

Due to all of this, I knew should be doing so many other things, things screaming for attention, things on the bottom of my list of Likes. So, what did I actually do? I hid in my bedroom, away from The Others. I grabbed a snack and a fresh Diet Coke, set up my nest of pillows and my knitting pile, plugged in my phone so I could chat with my best friend the way we always do on race days, and I turned on NASCAR. Deep breath. I felt better, for a while.

I started what I had hoped would be a quick knitted gift for one of my nieces, so it could be delivered to her home by next weekend for her birthday later in the month. I started, made it through 30 rows, noticed big mistakes, frogged the whole thing and started again, new pattern. I started, and worked on it for the duration of the race, doing a row and checking in with my friend, while watching and listening to the race…

The race did not go our way. It wasn’t the worst, but it wasn’t as good as it needed to be for my driver. It will be okay. He is fine. He was not injured, never had a wreck today or anything like that. For that, I am always genuinely thankful. I just wanted so badly for him to be in the running for the championship. It’s not meant to be, and I can accept it. I have more thoughts and feelings on those matters, which I will save until I process them a bit longer.

After the race, during the post-race interviews, I realized I had made a few large errors in the item. UGH!!! Not happy. Very upset at myself, actually. It took me a few hours to get the thing 6 inches long, give or take. It’s going to be a scarf, maybe also a matching hat. Right now, it’s a pink ball again. I frogged attempt number two.

My flu shot site has blown up. It’s swollen and irritated, so I’ll have the doctor check it out tomorrow. Another tick in the column of things that sucked today!

I have not done my formal writing or reading for today, yet. I just spent twenty minutes writing this blog post, though, so I call that a win. I will spend some time after I post this adding to my main WIP writing project, another ten or twenty on the 30 Days Ninja Writing project, and before bed, I will read.

I need this week to go smoothly, and for tomorrow to just be a little bit better than today.








Flu Shots and Writing, with a Chance of Rain

When it’s dark and rainy outside first thing in the morning, I don’t want to go anywhere if it can be avoided. Least of all, when it’s for unpleasant things such as shots or medical appointments. Today was like this, which made me feel grumpy before I ever got out of bed. I could hear the rain on the roof, and my room was dark. I knew before pulling back a curtain to look that the outside world was dreary and uninviting. One of the first gloomy fall days in the area, as opposed to the pretty golden ones where you actually want to be out in the cool, comfortable air.

In fact, I curled up under my comforter and watched NASCAR practice before I decided if I would get in gear at all. I procrastinated as long as possible. Finally, I took a deep breath, pulled myself together, and made myself talk to the family member with whom I needed to run around town for a few hours.

We went to Walgreens first, to get our flu shots out of the way. The heat was on in the store, which made the store too freaking hot! It’s mid-60 range outside, which, for me, is JUST RIGHT. We were sweating inside the store, without our jackets or sweatshirts on. I had short sleeves, to make getting the shot a little easier. And, after waiting for almost an hour, actually getting the shot was the easiest (and nearly painless) part. We signed our forms, had our shots, and bought a few small items to prevent having to stop at another store. Next, the post office. We mailed off a few things, which was quick and painless. And, I had some materials to return to the public library. I borrowed two new audio books. I find they are fun to listen to while I knit, since it leaves my hands free for working my yarn project.

We picked up lunch, returned home and I survived the dark, mostly miserable, morning.

I get to relax at home for a bit longer before we head back out. We plan to go out later this evening to sit at Panera and write.

Good thing is, the rain has subsided here for now, and sun is breaking through the black clouds.



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