Thursday, March 15, 2007
Sekhmet, you fucker.
I wouldn't mind so much but she's been like this for THREE. DAYS. Since I got home from Florida. If I sit still for more than five minutes, bam. She's on me. Like lint.
I'm taking time off from swatch two to whine. Then I'm going to get everything put together for the Knitty article, take a bath, do one last proof-read, and fire it off. Then I'll worry about the next crisis. The husbeast asked tonight, do I realize tomorrow's Friday and his parents are stopping tomorrow night on their way through?
Yes. I do. Sigh.
Instead of knitting all evening, I allowed myself to be talked into going out to eat, and going shopping. I'm all geared up to dye all weekend! (So much for that 'take weekends off' vow. Screw it.)
That's enough dye for about two dozen socks' worth of yarn. And I got stuff to make... EASTER SOCKS!
I put The Baby to bed an hour and a half ago. She's still jumping up and down. It looks like this.
Goddamn, that's a cute kid. Off to knit some more. Sigh. I wish it were my shawl.
at 7:47 PM