Before I go beat my head against the wall.
The size zero circular from Halcyon Yarn got here today. All is well. They sent it second-day air, just like they said they would, and everything is straightened out. They were very nice about solving the problem too. If anything, I like them more than I did.
I have been working on my Knitty article and it's as dry as week-old toast. I keep thinking I'll go back through and make it funny later, but there's not much later left. And how do you make being a cheapskate funny?
The baby has been demonically posessed, AGAIN, and is not sleeping through the night. This may be related to my un-funniness mentioned above.
On the other hand, there's nothing like avoidance; while not wanting to write the Knitty article, suddenly everything else looks like more fun and I've finished the doily except for the crochet cast-off (which I hope to do tonight) and even worked on That Other Thing some more. Voluntarily. Without crying.
The baby and I both have colds.
I want world peace.
And no world hunger.
And an end to pollution.