Hello. My boyfriend left me. I’m a wreck. So is he. This wasn’t easy, but apparently it’s necessary. We both hoped it wouldn’t be, so if you feel compelled to lend us your support, we both accept it. Thanks. That’s pretty much all I have to say about it, being both somewhat private and still numb from shock. But it will likely result in either increased or decreased blogging. Hard to tell at this point. I promise to post SP7 info and knitting progress as it occurs, but I’m more of a curl up in a ball and hide than a throw yourself into your work type of person. Plus I’ll be running around with friends and my last semester of school and trying to find a job and most likely planning a move to L.A. or Philly. Don’t worry though, me and upheaval, we’re best buds.
At least there’s yarn.
The yarn for my dad’s Drunken Argyle vest arrived today. And now that I’m not going to that adorable two year old’s birthday party this weekend I can get to the lys for the needles I’ll need. At least there’s that. And now it’s time for some Excedrin pm. ‘Night all!