So, for the first time in oh, about a semester, I get to go to my guild meeting and have a sit down and chat with the ladies who knit. I am really looking forward to it.
Then tomorrow my dd graduates pre-K and goes into the world of real school. Good for her! I am happy. I also have a dinner date with a fellow student to talk about work and "story ideas" so cool for that.

BUT WHAT'S UNCOOL IS THIS:

Apparently attempting 16.5 units of school, working full time, and being a wife and mom was just plain flat out crazy. This last semester really screwed with me, I was sick, I was stressed, I stopped talking to all of my friends, I would knit and then not knit, and basically just got all FUNKY and for what? In the end I had to drop my alegbra class, but for some insanely moronic idea I thought I might at least pass my psychology: human sexuality class. ERM. Nope. Not a chance in you know where. Damn, damn, damn. Double double damn.

I am off to eat something chocolatey.

Oh one more thing. The beautiful, as of yet unphotographed Blue Mountain Fiber Arts Socks that Rock skein in the "jewels of the nile" distracted me out of 3 hours of television yesterday... when I went to try on the cuff for a sock I realized that it would suitably work for a garter, and that's saying a LOT for a woman of my size. ;) However, I learned how to do a stretchy cast on, and it was very stretchy!

dreamy