And poor us!
I’m sorry guys, but I just don’t have the energy to write out the post I had planned. I was going to finish planning out my Papaya Sweater, it was going to be a beautiful design, and the post was going to be funny and insightful and well-written.
But, my dog had other plans.He might be cute, but he’s a weapon of mass insomnia under all that fuzz.
I don’t know what he got into this weekend, but the poor guy was up all night with, lets just say, “gastrointestinal distress.” He got us up every hour to go outside (or to not quite make it outside). So gross and frustrating!!
And he did the same thing on Saturday night, too! Of course, during the day, he’s been acting perfectly fine- no GI issues, acting normally, eating his normal dinner, and happy to bark at passers-by and go on walks. So who knows what’s going on!
Maybe he picked up a bug, or maybe he ate something he shouldn’t have (that’s probably it- he’s got a bad habit of that, but then again he’s a dog). If he doesn’t recover soon (or goes off his food/gets lethargic) we’ll head over to the vet, but fingers crossed, we won’t have to!
He’s ridiculous, and I need a nap!
It drives me nuts when people make excuses to me about things that they have committed to. If you say you’re going to do something, do it, or don’t, but don’t give me a sob story about how your dog is sick, you and your landlord are having a feud, and aliens abducted you. I don’t want to hear it (unless it’s about aliens… that one sounds interesting).
That said, I’m now going to look like the biggest hypocrite in the world. Sorry.
My job just jumped from being a part-time, afternoons-only gig to a full-time job. Which is great! I love my job (teaching sewing and other arts and crafts to kids). But, it’s seriously cutting into my knitting time. And, my freelance pattern-writing is picking up, too. (I can’t give you any details, but I can say that I have some pretty cool things coming up.)
I have worked up a bit of a buffer, so I should be OK. But, if ever a Monday, Wednesday or Friday goes by without a post, I just wanted you to know that I haven’t died. I might be laying on my floor, exhausted after running around after 7-year-olds all day, but I haven’t abandoned you.
Keep on knitting, and send me happy knitting mojo. I’ll need it.