I guess I will never be an official knit blogger: I'm allergic to cats. It's a shame really, because I do like them, but I am really allergic to them. I do have a rather large dog, whom I love a lot. I'll have to dig around for a picture of him to post here.
Rest is a wonderful thing. I got more sleep last night than I have in a single night in several weeks. I have to admit that I do feel better for it. So, I'm just about ready to head back into Purlescence and pick up the paintbrushes again! Oh, but first I'll stop by the spa and schedule the massage that Chloe gave me for my birthday. Thank you, Chloe!
I did manage to get some knitting done on the poncho yesterday, but only a very, very small amount. I really should finish it and submit the pattern today. I really like the piece myself, so it'll be a nice piece to see out in the world.
I took today off to try and catch up on myself. I left me behind a couple of weeks back, and I haven't been seen since! Truthfully, too many late nights and early mornings combined with an overdeveloped worry sense are starting to take a bit of a toll on me.
I managed to only work for a small portion of today from home. That's not too bad, all things considered. I tried to go watch Ruth swim, but we managed to not get a suit into her bag, so that was a wash. It's okay, the result was getting to eat dinner by 6:45 rather than 8:00 p.m.
I'm still tired. I'm going to bed early for a change in the hopes that I might be more useful to myself and everyone else tomorrow.
After all these years of doing my own personal work, you'd think I would trust that things will work out okay. I still assume the worst, and I still have those pesky internal conversations where I speak other people's dialogue for them, preparing for the worst possible outcome.
Yet again I am happy to say that my glum outlook on the world is proven to be wrong. Now, if I could just learn to deal with these things before I get so far down the into the "pit of despair!"
I am, however, something of a wreck. My back is trying to go out, and my hip is not at all happy. I think the hip is a direct result of compensating for the back. I am a mass of bruises, and my wrist, hand, and finger joints are complaining at high volume. I sure will be glad when this construction thing is over.
I carried myself through most of the day running on anger fuel. It took me a while to figure out what was going on, but I sure did get a lot of work done in the meantime. Resentment is a funny thing; it can pump you up on adrenaline for a long time, but it eventually makes you feel really sick. I'm not very good at connecting to this particular feeling, so it takes me a while for me to recognize that I am in the pit.
I'll have to do deal with this tomorrow. I have been through too much personal work to think that I can stick my head in the sand and have this sort of thing just disappear. So, tomorrow I'll clear the books and move on to more productive things.
Slow, puffy, tired...I'm tired of running into food that I'm allergic to. I had a bit of a problem last night, and woke up this morning with the telltale puffiness around my eyes and a not-so-great peak flow reading this morning, so it's liable to be a tough breathing day for me today.
Work at Purlescence is moving along, albiet slower than I might like. I think that by the end of the weekend we'll see a major transformation as a huge chunk of painting and furniture moving is scheduled across today and tomorrow.
I am currently working on a poncho pattern to submit, and I'm hoping to work up 12 new designs this weekend for a surprise to come out around Turkey Day at Purlescence.
I had a quite good birthday, even if I did feel somewhat disconnected from it. However, it is now 2 a.m. and I can't sleep. I have been chewing on the fact that I can't find one of my shawls for several days now, and thoughts of it woke me from a perfectly good sleep. It really bothers me when something like this happens as I find myself wondering if I'm losing my mind. (Okay, so it would be tough to lose something I never had!) Anyway, I sure wish I could figure out where it went because I don't really want to spend another $100 on Rowan Kid Silk Haze to make a new one, even if I do have plenty of Blue Moon Fiber Arts Luna left over with which to make a new one. I am hopeful that a nice cup of Tension Tamer Tea will soothe me back to sleep and I will look for the shawl another day.
It' s my birthday, and I'll...well, you know the rest. It's been a busy/joyous/scary/frustrating year and I'm not really connected to it being my birthday. I'm one of those "nothing" years: 39; not quite a "ten" year, but not really still thirty-something either. However, lunch with some of my dearest friends and family at Lisa's Tea Treasures in Campbell will help. They can accomodate wheat free diets if you can provide an appropriate bread 24 hours in advance. I'm very happy about that!
I feel a bit like I'm standing still. We made a whole bunch of progress last weekend, and then it felt like things changed very slowly over the rest of the week. Lots of stuff got done, but it's harder to see things like paperwork, buying inventory, arranging for extra fixtures to go away, planning new designs (Yes, new designs coming very soon!), and managing to get a little personal knitting done for the first time in a week...so lots of stuff happened. However, tomorrow is another of the days where big physical changes should happen on the store. I'm really looking forward to it! We did get to haul a bunch of extra fixtures over to DCS.
On the personal knitting front, I cast on a poncho yesterday for me (I know, I never knit for myself!), and it's almost finished. After having thoroughly enjoyed a lovely evening celebrating Mabon with Mike and Co, Leslie and Co, and my family, I'm going to tuck in with a cup of tea and finish up the poncho knitting. I should have a picture of it to show sometime tomorrow...along with new progress shots of Purlescence!