Whew... what a week, I am so glad it's over. Technically it was over yesterday, but still. I slept until almost 11am today. Felt really good. Eric has the car still, so I had an excuse to not go anywhere and stay home and knit. That sweater is almost done. I just have half a sleeve, the neck, and the seaming to do. The neck is the hardest. This is the sweater that broke me for necks for good. The first time I knit this sweater I redid that neck so many times it was big enough for my waist. (curious on the pattern? it's the woman's simple pullover from Cables Untangled) So we shall see if it kicks my ass again. At least this time I know how to pick up the stitches the 1st time.
Eric bought a used car, we pick it up on saturday. It's a VW Jetta, he's very excited.
If you read Tracie's blog (the linky is on the left side) you will see she and I had a dual experience in husband's being stupid this week. Her's brought her roses, mine brought me wine. Seriously, we thought we were reading our own blogs when we checked in on each other. Maybe it was the moon.
I will be working on finishing up this sweater, and I am having a serious hankering for some socks. I may finish the 2nd sock of my Monkey socks that I started over a year ago. Hows that for second sock syndrome? I may not though. I have some beautiful colors that have been hiding away in my sock yarn bin for some time, and I may just have to start a new pair, or two, or three.
Just call me crazy sock lady.
Friday, January 30, 2009
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Go figure
Monday night me and hubby got into a raging fight. The kind of raging screaming yelling cursing name calling fight that husband and wife can have when wife feels wronged. Husband said a bad thing in the middle of the fight, which caused wife (me) to call more names and threaten to throw things at him until he left. End of fight. Husband spent night on couch, wife left in the morning and didn't say anything. Wife spent entire day thinking of oh so brilliant things to say to husband when he came home that would make him sorry he ever learned to speak.
Then reality...Husband stumbles into front door. Husband uses back door. That's where garage is. Wife (fuming... ready with her words) looks at husband and asks if garage is broken. (in a snarky way of course). Husband says brakes in car went out going 50 mph on the highway and he had to use the emergency brake and almost died.
Oh. Well. Um. Wife tries to sympathize. Regrets wishing husband dead all day, but also wondering if simultaneously the fates have decided to listen to her and kill off all of the people she wishes dead. (must explore further). Wife's fuming is dissipated and for some reason this has quelled said fight and after initial figuring of what/who's car is going to get who/where the next few days, a semi-rational (I did say SEMI) conversation about earlier fight is resumed.
No real conclusion to said fight. But is there ever really?
Then reality...Husband stumbles into front door. Husband uses back door. That's where garage is. Wife (fuming... ready with her words) looks at husband and asks if garage is broken. (in a snarky way of course). Husband says brakes in car went out going 50 mph on the highway and he had to use the emergency brake and almost died.
Oh. Well. Um. Wife tries to sympathize. Regrets wishing husband dead all day, but also wondering if simultaneously the fates have decided to listen to her and kill off all of the people she wishes dead. (must explore further). Wife's fuming is dissipated and for some reason this has quelled said fight and after initial figuring of what/who's car is going to get who/where the next few days, a semi-rational (I did say SEMI) conversation about earlier fight is resumed.
No real conclusion to said fight. But is there ever really?
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Handles on the OUTSIDE please
Yesterday Amy came over and because she sews way better than I do, I had her help me decipher a sewing pattern that stumped me about a year ago. And because I have been in the mood to finish things that have been started and stuffed in the closet or drawer when they pissed me off, this was a great idea.
And she fixed all of it in my brain. The pattern I mean. She figured it all out and even showed me stuff I had missed. Like a whole section. Looking at the pattern now, I would not have chosen it if I had looked more closely. But the bag is cute, the fabric is Amy Butler, so I forged ahead. After the sewing lesson, I took everything out and spent about 4 hours on it today. Got to the home stretch, fitting the handles and the lining together to the outer bag.
I actually managed to sew the handles to the inside of the lining and outer bag. In no way at all accessible as handles. This is a mistake I have made before. But clearly, I like to rip seams, so I did it again. No, I am not taking a picture.
but I have matured a bit. The bag is on top of the sewing table, instead of in a drawer. It will be finished sometime this week. Not next year. I swear.
And she fixed all of it in my brain. The pattern I mean. She figured it all out and even showed me stuff I had missed. Like a whole section. Looking at the pattern now, I would not have chosen it if I had looked more closely. But the bag is cute, the fabric is Amy Butler, so I forged ahead. After the sewing lesson, I took everything out and spent about 4 hours on it today. Got to the home stretch, fitting the handles and the lining together to the outer bag.
I actually managed to sew the handles to the inside of the lining and outer bag. In no way at all accessible as handles. This is a mistake I have made before. But clearly, I like to rip seams, so I did it again. No, I am not taking a picture.
but I have matured a bit. The bag is on top of the sewing table, instead of in a drawer. It will be finished sometime this week. Not next year. I swear.
Monday, January 19, 2009
Much better
Starting the week of 8 hr days for 4 days. So far liking this getting off at 3:30 thing. I used to get off at 3:30, but then I wanted half days for fridays so got off 1 hr later. I think I might just chuck the whole half day friday thing and go back to 3:30 every day. I either come home and nap or don't get home until then on friday's anyway because of the lost hour during the week, so what the hey
The baby sweater is coming along. Might finish it tonight. Then just to finish the blanket and some extra touches and she will be done!
Friday, January 16, 2009
I will not feel guilty
Why is it that even though I have my days off approved I still feel a bit guilty not going into work? I started my 32 hour work week today, by taking today off. Monday I start the real 32 hour week. But my boss ok'd the day off, and I still felt a bit guilty. Dunno why. Work ethic I guess.
I did sleep in, but I finished my 4 inches on Orange Dream, the preemie blanket, and went to get my oil changed and all those little extras that go with the oil change and started the 2nd section of the baby sweater while I waited. All the laundry is folded and put away. I threw all the sweaters that need to go to goodwill on the closet floor in a corner so I know they have to go in a bag and go downstairs.
I'm kinda looking at this reduction in my hours as getting my life back together a bit. Kinda like when I took those 5 days off last sept and did a lot of housework. This is kinda a bit of me-work. It will include housework, but mostly I need to get myself re-grounded in being happy. That probably doesn't make any sense. I will try to explain. When things at work go the way they have been, slow, I get tired and crabby. I come home and I don't want to do anything. On the weekends I sleep in too late and don't spend enough time on me because of all the crap I have to catch up on. I don't knit what I want because of all the charity stuff (charity stuff is not bad, just the not knitting other stuff is bad). I cram in my tivo'd shows and knit what I'm supposed to and go to bed. then i start over again on monday. This way of living, day after day and week after week, gets to me. It makes me slow and tired and crabby and not very happy.
So I am taking the opportunity granted to me by the slowness of work to take some time off, meaning shorten my hours and spend more time with myself. And other people... however it works out. This means I'm getting off work at 3:30 instead of 4:30 and off on friday. This means 1 more hour to myself during the week, and friday as well. All of you that know me know that my time to myself is extremely important. I love Eric, but he's the same way as me, we both need our alone time. But since he is self employed, he gets more days to himself than I do.
This change in hours will end in April, as all good things have to do, but it will be ok. Because our billing dept is undergoing some serious changes come April and May, and they are exciting potentially life changing changes. (well... life at work changes).
So I'm not going to feel guilty. I am going to take this extra time that the universe has allowed me to have and have some me time.
I did sleep in, but I finished my 4 inches on Orange Dream, the preemie blanket, and went to get my oil changed and all those little extras that go with the oil change and started the 2nd section of the baby sweater while I waited. All the laundry is folded and put away. I threw all the sweaters that need to go to goodwill on the closet floor in a corner so I know they have to go in a bag and go downstairs.
I'm kinda looking at this reduction in my hours as getting my life back together a bit. Kinda like when I took those 5 days off last sept and did a lot of housework. This is kinda a bit of me-work. It will include housework, but mostly I need to get myself re-grounded in being happy. That probably doesn't make any sense. I will try to explain. When things at work go the way they have been, slow, I get tired and crabby. I come home and I don't want to do anything. On the weekends I sleep in too late and don't spend enough time on me because of all the crap I have to catch up on. I don't knit what I want because of all the charity stuff (charity stuff is not bad, just the not knitting other stuff is bad). I cram in my tivo'd shows and knit what I'm supposed to and go to bed. then i start over again on monday. This way of living, day after day and week after week, gets to me. It makes me slow and tired and crabby and not very happy.
So I am taking the opportunity granted to me by the slowness of work to take some time off, meaning shorten my hours and spend more time with myself. And other people... however it works out. This means I'm getting off work at 3:30 instead of 4:30 and off on friday. This means 1 more hour to myself during the week, and friday as well. All of you that know me know that my time to myself is extremely important. I love Eric, but he's the same way as me, we both need our alone time. But since he is self employed, he gets more days to himself than I do.
This change in hours will end in April, as all good things have to do, but it will be ok. Because our billing dept is undergoing some serious changes come April and May, and they are exciting potentially life changing changes. (well... life at work changes).
So I'm not going to feel guilty. I am going to take this extra time that the universe has allowed me to have and have some me time.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
-25
That's all I have to say today. -25 BEFORE the windchill.
Seriously. I must drink to raise my body temperature now.
Seriously. I must drink to raise my body temperature now.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Sticking things in my eye
So I've been cranky lately. The weather here sucks. Really sucks. We keep getting snow which I have to shovel, and then a blast of -20 degree weather. Even going to the store for lunch sucks. I don't want to go to the post office, and I certainly don't want to leave my warm snuggly bed to go to work.
Which is another thing that relatively sucks right now. Work. There isn't a ton to do at work right now, so my week drags so bad I want to stick things in my eye to entertain myself. I want to fart to see if anyone notices. And there is really only so much internet out there. So I went to my boss with a plan. 32 hrs a week. cutting back, working mon thru thurs, and off on friday. Temporary because we are going to electronic billing in July and I need to be there full time for that. My boss and her boss are fine with the idea, but the plan doesn't implement until monday. Which sucks. Because in my brain, I have been dealing with this no work issue for a few weeks and devising my plan, so I want said plan implemented now. So instead I will poke things in my eye and fart to see what happens.
Tomorrow is thursday, and I am going to bring my knitting to work. I have never actually KNITTED at work, but we'll see. Better than poking things in my eye.
Which is another thing that relatively sucks right now. Work. There isn't a ton to do at work right now, so my week drags so bad I want to stick things in my eye to entertain myself. I want to fart to see if anyone notices. And there is really only so much internet out there. So I went to my boss with a plan. 32 hrs a week. cutting back, working mon thru thurs, and off on friday. Temporary because we are going to electronic billing in July and I need to be there full time for that. My boss and her boss are fine with the idea, but the plan doesn't implement until monday. Which sucks. Because in my brain, I have been dealing with this no work issue for a few weeks and devising my plan, so I want said plan implemented now. So instead I will poke things in my eye and fart to see what happens.
Tomorrow is thursday, and I am going to bring my knitting to work. I have never actually KNITTED at work, but we'll see. Better than poking things in my eye.
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