Well, Isn't That Just...
I'm sick.
I should have known, really. I had just decided to give up on The Year Of The Afghan, since simple math (Available Time Before Christmas - Amount Left To Knit = Mission Impossible) tells me I am not going to finish. I will just gift the afghans a little after Christmas.
Yeah, that sucks, but I've got to say, the relief is palpable. I feel like I might actually get some other things done that need to be done--shopping, wrapping, etc. And I might actually get to enjoy Christmas Eve celebrations.
Rather, I should say I felt like that. You know that when The Forces Of The Universe detect those types of feelings, they have to realign in order to crush them.
So I am sick. Missed work today and have been asleep the whole day. I was hoping to wake up and miraculously feel fantastic, but so far... not so much. Going back to bed. Here's hoping this is just a 24 hour thing.
I should have known, really. I had just decided to give up on The Year Of The Afghan, since simple math (Available Time Before Christmas - Amount Left To Knit = Mission Impossible) tells me I am not going to finish. I will just gift the afghans a little after Christmas.
Yeah, that sucks, but I've got to say, the relief is palpable. I feel like I might actually get some other things done that need to be done--shopping, wrapping, etc. And I might actually get to enjoy Christmas Eve celebrations.
Rather, I should say I felt like that. You know that when The Forces Of The Universe detect those types of feelings, they have to realign in order to crush them.
So I am sick. Missed work today and have been asleep the whole day. I was hoping to wake up and miraculously feel fantastic, but so far... not so much. Going back to bed. Here's hoping this is just a 24 hour thing.
posted by Patwoman | 7:03 PM
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