WHEW! There's been a heck of a lot of craziness here at Obsession du jour. Here's what I've learned in the last week while I was gone from blog-land:
1. The 12-hour work day sucks. I get all grumpy and tired and want to stick out my lower lip and make pouty noises.
2. A week of 12-hour work days makes me so miserable to be around that it's a miracle that Rick doesn't divorce me every busy season. Wait 'til you see what I'm like after another two months of this.
3. I loooooove to knit socks! Oh wait, I knew that already. What was it...oh, I remember...not getting to knit makes me all nervous and twitchy. What? I can stop anytime I want. Yes I can.
4. My husband is the very bestest husband in all the land. Why is that, you ask? Because, despite my insistence that I was far too busy to go, he whisked me away to a romantic inn in New Hampshire for a Valentine's weekend of snowy fun and relaxation. It was beautiful, marvelous, magical, and just exactly what I needed. He even hung out (mostly cheerfully) in Pearl's Yarn Shop in Littleton with me where I broke down and bought my first skein of Collinette Point 5 (Zebra), and he didn't even blink when the nice yarn store lady told me how much it cost. See? Perfect.
5. I'm terribly out of shape. Seriously. I really MUST find my running shoes, put them on, and use them. Our snowshoe trek kicked my butt.
6. I'm also out of practice on the drinking front. We shared a bottle of wine over dinner and I was in bed by 9:30. Nine-freaking-thirty! I haven't been in bed at 9:30 since I was, I don't know, 12 maybe? I'm totally blaming it on the snowshoeing.
7. I can knit stockinette in a dark car, by feel. How fun is that? I got 4 or 5 inches of the back of "Under the Hoodie" from SnB done on the car ride home Sunday evening. I had cast on and gotten the ribbing done last week sometime (God only knows when I eeked out time for that), so it was all apparently blind knitting from there. I'm working this in Elann's Peruvian Highland in Oxblood, Coffee Bean and Aubergine. I'll post pictures ASAP, but some of you may notice that these colors are very similar to my Pippi socks . Apparently this is my new favorite color combination because that was an accident. That said, this hoodie, a cute little skirt and my very long socks peeking out over the tops of my boots is an image that's making me smile a little. And I need that.
8. I use the word "freaking" way too much. It's a misguided attempt to clean up my otherwise terribly foul mouth. Seriously. Sailors want to be me. I therefore announce that I am giving up "freaking" for Lent. The word, I mean. No, I'm not Catholic, but it's a freaking good excuse. Or something.....
More pics and more life lessons to follow, but they're at home (the pictures) and I'm still at work, so it will have to wait. Boo hoo hoo. See that pouty lip?
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