i am…cripes i don’t even know anymore. i am overwhelmed, ridiculously happy, exhausted, freakin’ tired, over weight, in love, too durn’d busy, and many other things.
i am lamenting the fact that i just can’t seem to find my knitting mojo. i went to the mannings two weeks ago and just went blah, blah, blah, meh? no blah. the mannings people. i have been toting around the same sad sock for ages now. i have wanted to cast on a nice tiny lace shawl forever. i think part of the reason i feel so out of touch with my fibery soul is my schedule has up and stomped all over me so much recently that when a free moment comes i freak out just trying to figure out what to do first. i have a miriad of things on my plate right now: diapers to sew, diapers to cut out, dresses to cut out, dresses to sew, things i want to knit for me, things i want to knit for Finn, things i want to knit for zombie smith.
i want my schedule to stop fooling me into thinking it’s empty and then clobering me over the head with a crap ton of stuff just days before the week begins.
*le sigh* i miss my knitting needles