13,255 Days Alive
I tried to have a sandwich for dinner today. It didn’t work out. The damned unopened lunch meat had fuzzy green and black mold on it. Which is both gross and disappointing.
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Tag: Crochet
Of Sugar and Spookiness
13,254 Days Alive
770 Days Straight on Duolingo
1 Mildly Unwell Me
So, I have been feeling off kilter all day. Just…not good. Sour stomach, cramping, and just blah. I come home and decide, on a whim, to take my blood sugar level.
Continue reading “Of Sugar and Spookiness”Of Shadows and Spicy Chicken
13,253 Days Alive
I was up way too early this morning. For a good reason, at least, but still up early. I met my old friend from high school, Megan, for breakfast at a favorite restaurant of mine called “Brunchies”.
Continue reading “Of Shadows and Spicy Chicken”Of Ice Cream and Indigenous Peoples
13,252 Days Alive
Monday is Indigenous People’s Day. Because an absolute fuck you to Christopher Columbus and his genocidal ilk.
Continue reading “Of Ice Cream and Indigenous Peoples”Of Goals and Goodbyes
13,250 Days Alive
I’m feeling sad tonight. I don’t quite know why. I feel like some things have slipped through my fingers, lately.
Maybe I’m working too much overtime and I’m just burnt out?
Continue reading “Of Goals and Goodbyes”Of Weariness and Weekends
13,249 Days Alive
765 Days Straight on Duolingo
I didn’t get home until after six this evening. Mr. Spock was quite upset at the lateness of his dinner. But if I want to catch up, as well as knock out the forty-five minute training as I did, staying late is a necessity.
I also have to go in by seven-thirty tomorrow morning. So I’m for bed here shortly.
I’m too burnt out to read. I wanted to get another chapter of The Talented Mr. Ripley read this evening, but my brain was having none of it.
And as for crafting? My hands hurt too much to crochet further. I’m gonna do one of the aftercare things Reffie taught me for my hands and take some anti-inflammatory meds.
So I guess that’s it. I’m going to bed and praying the weekend comes quickly.
Take your meds, folks.
Of Glue and Good Friends
13,248 Days Alive
12.5 Rows into Fen’s Rainbow Round Ripple Blanket
2 New To Me Lended Hot Glue Guns
I don’t know what kind of crafter I am that I am just now venturing into hot-glue territory. I’m making commissioned wreathes for the holiday season and I’ve not used a hot glue in in… recent memory.
Like maybe more than a decade?
Continue reading “Of Glue and Good Friends”Of Accomplishments and Art
13,247 Days Alive
1,100 Days Straight Posting on PostmarkWonderland
Oh man was today a long day. Worked from 8:15a.m. to 6:15p.m.
Continue reading “Of Accomplishments and Art”Of Constantine and Crocheting
13,246 Days Alive
1,099 Days in a Row on PostmarkWonderland
1 Adapted Pattern
Came back from J and Bill6’s today. Got a lot of laundry done, got some cleaning done, and adapted a knitting pattern that was making me cry into a crochet pattern to make the Buffalo Plaid Hat for Papa Tom.
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13,245 Days Alive
2 Craft Stores Visited
I’m going to be making wreathes to try and finance my move up north. I got some supplies at both Michael’s and JoAnn’s with J and her mom.
Continue reading “Of Grapevine and Glass Skulls”Of Pain and Pushing Through
13,243 Days Alive
759 Days Straight on Duolingo
6 Rows into Fen’s Rainbow Star Blanket
2 Bowls of Cereal Eaten for Dinner
1 Episode of NCIS Watched
Today was a bad pain day. I’m talking, threw up my morning coffee from the pain kind of bad day.
Continue reading “Of Pain and Pushing Through”Of Laundry and Let-Downs
13,241 Days Alive
3 Years Straight on PostmarkWonderland
I finally conquered Mount Clean Clothes and got everything put away. I feel accomplished if exhausted. Cleo kept me company via text while I worked away at it.
Continue reading “Of Laundry and Let-Downs”Of Schmear and Stress
13,239 Days Alive
755 Days Straight on Duolingo
1 Everything Bagel Eaten
I got to see the Gator side of the family today! Aunt and Uncle Gator, Jay and Kay (my cousins), and Grandma Gator! Aunt Gator’s Mom, grandma Bee was also there. It was a great time.
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