Knitting in Moderation

I'm hoping to get some project percentage markers up and running tonight. I found them on Jess's blog and I loved them. Plus it might help me to keep track of how many projects I'm working on. If anyone else wants to find them they are at Yarn Tomato. It does help that I have a background in html coding, so I can figure out how to play around with all these things. My next task is to teach myself CSS, or Cascade Style Sheets. Don't be surprised if the side bars disappear or run into the text.
This weekend has been an unadventure in housework, more housework, and a bit of knitting. The more I do the more there is. Currently the shirts are flying around in the dryer in hopes to dry then, iron them and get the tissue off. Somedays the tissues stay intact in the pockets and come out the other end a soggy mess in the pocket, and other days they cling to every surface of each item. Today its the latter, and I have only one work shirt for the week.
Well it is meant to be raining the next few days, so I want to empty the rainwater tank by washing all our clothes using that water. Oooh, makes the nicest softest sheets. Its so worth lugging the 7 buckets for each cycle.
One of these days soon I hope to get our backyard fixed up. We may only be renting, be we recently got permission to rip out the pine tree that was planted almost under the washing line. It took me 30 minutes to cut down all but the stump. Once we get that out I want to plant a lemon tree (quite a bit futher away from the washingline) and some herbs. If it was our garden I'd pull out all the flowers and plant vegetables, but in the mean time the vegetables grow in polystyrene boxes. This winter I have brussle sprouts, garlic and broadbeans growing. I also have a bit of rocket that has clung on since summer and is just going to seed. I also have a 4 year old birds eye chilli plant. Still get about 20 chillis off it a season.
I've had a gardening bug since I was little, my grandfather had the most beautiful vegetable garden and I remember enjoying strawberries from his garden. When I was old enough I took over mum and dad's vegetable patch, fighting to keep it growing despite attacks from my chickens. Each Christmas I use to take pride in being about to bring Pa some beans and tomatoes fresh from my garden while his garden was only just sprouting because of the cold Mt Gambier spring. Now Denise reaps the rewards of my garden, with our pathetic pea plants struggling the produce 7 pods of peas. And I got a handful of beans. None of them made it to dinner.
I know there is very little in the way of knitting this time, simply because I haven't been able to knit as much as I'd like. My shoulder is playing up again. No one has been able to tell me what is wrong with it, the doctor said it could be a bursa, or inflamed tendon, scans showed that it wasn't but the specialist gave me a shot of steroids in the tendon because 'it couldn't hurt it'. The woman holding the ultrasound wand said it was probably my knitting (but she also said I would faint because of the needle. Ha!). I've been cautious and tried to slow down with my knitting, then tried crochet (I figured that its a different action), and that worked for a bit, but now crochet is giving me problems. I'm too stubborn to give up, especially since I can't get any conclusive answer. So I'm giving physiotherapy a try in a few weeks.
If all else fails, I get myself a knitting machine and become a Borg knitter (half knitter, half machine).