First week home...
So this marks the end of my first week home. I've gotta say, I don't remember the last time I got this much housework done. I've managed to clean the bathroom, get the boys' bunk beds up and get most of their room back together, and clean my microwave. I also discovered that I apparently made a pot of coffee quite some time ago, and now it's a lovely strain of penicillin. There were actually gelled chunks on the bottom. Egad.
Still on program for WW, even if I did blow through all my flexpoints with three days left to go in my week. I'm journaling, which is step one for me; even if I go over points, it's not as bad as it'd be if I weren't journaling. I briefly fell under the spell of a white chocolate Reese's peanut butter cup today, but after that, I went and drank a full 4 cups of water.
Knitting - I'm so scattered, I've got to narrow myself to one project. I started a white cable knit scarf, but something was really funky with the middle cable's direction. So I ripped it out. I'm noticing that I've still left the left front of the wrap sweater lie; I've got to finish that. I need to finish a project that isn't a scarf!
There is an adorable baby bunny hat that I want to make for my friend Theresa's daughter. I have pink yarn but I have to do the damned gauge swatch - I really can't stand making them but it's kicking my arse not to do it. Especially since I just buy yarn when I fall in love with it, without necessarily choosing a project that fits the yarn. Bleah.
And then there's Elizabeth's blanket, just a few swatches short of being sewn together. Man, am I a procrastinator. Okay, we're taking the kids to get their haircuts tonight; I'll ask Mike to stop off at a Rag Shop to get another skein of yarn and get to work on that.
Man, I haven't hit Crafster in a while. Okay, okay, pictures of projects to come. Honest.
Friday, November 11, 2005
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Penicilin, mmmmmm . . .
I'm hearing you with the housework thing. Problem is I'm successfully avoiding my housework by doing chores upstairs. Unpack MORE boxes, or take down in-laws haloween decorations...
Chores is chores. :-) I've got to get to this wall unit - I could probably write a treatise in the dust. But out the surgical masks, I'm going in...
my kitchen is almost done, next comes the hallway, then on to the living room... the apartment may finally be less of a hazard in the coming weeks...
I just need more shelving..
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