My Trust Your Journey coffee mug from our Stacey. I am better at trusting my journey in the morning when I have a cup full of coffee and a good eight hours or so of sleep behind me. Just saying. I was pretty tuckered out at the end of yesterday after getting home at 7:30 pm. I did meet another knitter Monday on my way to DC, which was very cool, especially since she works at a LYS twice a month. She showed me a new Jenny Watson pattern book and I should have written the title down. Now I have an excuse (ha!) to go to the Knitting Tree in Madison.
It seems like I'm approaching the end of my Simple Yet Effective Shawl, but the yarn balls don't appear to get any smaller. Watch, when I'm binding off, the available yarn will shrink at an alarming speed.
Our washer has had a non-functioning computer chip-thingy for about two weeks now. The repair man is here as I type and I'm hopeful I'll be able to tackle the laundry mountain today without moving the mountain to the laundromat. Traveling gets really old when there is house-related stuff requiring attention and you aren't in the house. The sounds coming from the laundry room are not too encouraging at this point.
I started the online Weight Watchers last weekend. I'm not attending meetings.....no way! Just me, my computer or iPhone/Blackberry, and the scale. Results are promising as of this morning. Tomorrow is my official record-keeping day. I'm giving it four months, which just happened to be the length of the deal I signed up for. I like the structure it provides while allowing me a glass of wine or beer without shooting the whole day's worth of "dieting." I even was able to go out to a nice restaurant (Tosca in DC) for our instructors' dinner and have tiramisu for dessert. (Yes, I did blow a few points on that dinner but I had a salad for lunch which provided some balance.) Probably TMI for you all, but this paragraph is "blog as journal."
Early this afternoon, Wilson and I have the pleasure of taking our feline family to the vet for their annual exams. Joy.