Bathrobe

This weekend I got more knitting done than I expected. I thought the trip to VT would put me behind schedule, but instead I left ahead of the game. Sunday I passed the half-way point (for the repeats – don’t get me started on the dauntingness of the edging). But the last two nights I crashed early and lost any lead I had. I’m babysitting tomorrow night, so fingers crossed I have the opportunity to make up some ground there. I’m out of town again this coming weekend and really don’t think I’ll get any knitting done (schedule has me down for two repeats). So that’s my progress. There’s still hope.

This weekend was nice. I was running around Friday trying to get out the door to head up to VT for my dad’s birthday. Half of me wanted to go but the other half of me was screaming that I need to stay in town more and get stuff done around the house. I’m behind on everything these days. And yet, by the time I laid my head down on my pillow Sunday night, I had a nice fuzzy warm feeling which means life is good. Why?

1. Different pace in VT. I was able to slow down, was removed from obligations and was able to relax and do nothing but knit and listen to old podcasts.
2. Nice car. I’ll say it again, I love driving a nice car. The trip up and back this weekend was a pleasure in itself. Granted there were times I knew I was killing my already hopelessly low fuel efficiency, but it was fun getting those horses powering at full speed.
3. Sunday night on my way home I swung by Cece’s for the monthly cards night she hosts. It was a blast playing pounce and laughing and sharing stories between all six of us.
4. Sunday late night. The late night at Cece’s meant I didn’t make it home until after 11 pm, ready to crash into bed. I had asked my landlords to look after the boys since Winston is having some stomach issues. I come home to a nice note and some leftover pizza and cake in my fridge. That would be my barren fridge since I haven’t done a proper grocery shopping for weeks now.

Not too shabby a life if I do say so myself. And on that note I leave you with a funny little note I just had to swipe. It was only the note I swiped and it was from a stay of mine at the fancy hotel I frequent while in the Middle East. [Double click on the image to enlarge and read the text - it's worth it - it's funny].