Friday, February 1, 2008

And it WAS a good day--mostly

That is, all except for the optical migraine. It's stress, it's sinus, and it meant that I called sick into work. I felt better after a few hours and got some stuff done around the house-grocery shopping was gnarly, I put on a cap and hid behind the visor--I felt and looked bad.
I just took things a little at a time. I packed a little (four boxes worth) and put things away. I knitted. I watched a good movie. I took a nap. Read my DailyLit. Read for fifteen minutes on the Archaeology learn-a-long. Listened to two Spanish classes. I went through the drawers in my bathroom and my bedside table. I cleared out the scrapbook papers I won't ever use, and went through the pencils and pens bins. I moved boxes and tools so our house looks a little more like a home rather than a warzone. I cooked dinner. I took care of our DIL, who is going through some physical discomforts after the egg retrieval. Gave her shot. Watched a few episodes of the first season of Amazing Race.
And today will be more of the same.

Thursday, January 31, 2008

Today is going to be a good day

"Officially", this is one of the days I'm supposed to be working on finishing projects. I should have been working on finishing projects this whole week, but have been working on the unending Moderne Baby Blanket instead. It's going to be beautiful, it's going to be beautiful, it's going to be beautiful. (My weak attempt at keeping my resolve.) I will continue to work on it while I am cruising the internet, reading or talking on the phone today.
I am going to take a small break today and work on sewing up the Pram Coat.
I'm also going to give up on getting that button from my daughter and just put a button, any old button on the Autumn Capelet so I can stick a fork in IT and call IT done!!
I'm also going to look at the Wonderful Wallaby one more time and decide if I'm happy with the finishing work I did or not. There has got to be a more professional way to finish this sucker. I'll take a peek at other people's WW's and see if there is possibly a better way to handle it.
I'm also going to spend a few 15 minute periods going through stuff in the projects room. This is going to be a huge undertaking. The plan is just to do something every day.
I edited the side bar with some new links to keep my current reading, knitting, and learning projects organized.
I have been trying without much success to read "A Hundred Years of Solitude". I have read about fifty pages in the last few weeks. I just can't get into this book. I gave up last night and started "Pillars of the Earth".
I'm also following a Learn-a-Long at Ravelry. It is about archaeology--FUN!!!
And, I continue to work on my Spanish through Coffee Break Spanish--gotta love those podcasts!

Wednesday, January 30, 2008

My love-me-love-me-not affair with garter stitch

Garter stitch--there are miles and miles and miles of it in the Moderne Baby Blanket. It is soothing and most wonderful for the times of your life when you are stressed and you don't have to think about what you are doing--you just knit. But there comes a time when even garter stitch's positive attribute, that of being simple and mindless, garter stitch, becomes just downright boring.
I have approximately 20,000 more stitches to knit in this now endless blanket. Which, according to my figurings, will take me at least another 11 hours to finish. Of course that will have it well done before the baby arrives on February 22, and hopefully it will be in the mama's arms before she delivers.
I have been faithfully working on packing up the house, and painting and generally preparing to put the house on the market. It is stressful and exciting and sad all at the same time. I've nearly cried a few times, as it has become dreadfully plain that we ARE moving from this lovely little house. I love this little house. I just don't love the neighborhood anymore. And I can't take the house with me. All I can do is take the things from the house with me. That will have to be enough. The memories will still be in my head.
I guess having the son and DIL going through their first IVF cycle is not helping my emotional state, either. I feel as if I am holding my breath till Saturday.