New Year’s Eve 2022

13,700 Days Alive

It’s New Year’s Eve and I’m at the apartment, laying in bed with Mellon. We’re likely to celebrate the new year by sleeping.

Take your meds, folks.

2020: The Year of Naps and Laughter

12,605 Days Alive

1 Hat Made

1 Very Long Nap

I don’t normally do a word of the year sort of thing. But if I had to pick one, it would be “laughter”.

12,604 Days Alive

It’s the end of the month, year, and decade.

12,340 Days Alive

5,366 Books to Read

8 Current Yarny Projects Still Pending Completion from 2018

3 Reading Challenges Chosen

1 Hard Soda Consumed

1 Library EBook Downloaded Just Now

The Ball has dropped! 2018 is officially fucking over for the Eastern Seaboard!

12,338 Days Alive

5,352 Books on the Kindle

400 Approximate Miles of Driving For Tomorrow

28 Hours Left in 2018

22 Boxes, Bags, and Totes of Yarn in Current Inventory

3 Art Pieces to be Framed

2 Cats Being Jerkfaces

2 Friends Showered worth Belated Yule Gifts

1 Staggered Filet Triangle Shawl Nearly Complete

We did go see Bill6 and J today! Grabbed lunch at Outback, talked NYE plans, and of their most recent adventure.

Their cat, a beautiful bitey bastard of a Russian Grey is named Renfield. I have not taken a picture of him, because he is said bitey bastard.