Most definitely a pipe dream. The Big TROUBLE my son got himself into is beginning to get movement, involving a lawyer and a probation officer. Fun stuff, that. I am much calmer now that things are in motion and closure of sorts is in sight. Of course, the situation is now smacking my husband hard in the face. I suppose I should be grateful that we both don’t freak out at the same time. Counting that blessing hard lately.
I have been in a bit of a funk over this, and add in the sixth grader drowning g in hours of homework daily, the 14 year old that thinks she’s grown, soccer for two kids, upward bound for one, a pre six in the morning bus for the oldest, two big dogs, house and full time job…..well, let’s just say it’s a wonder I can still function. Also add in participation in the haunted chalet and the time that takes…..I wanna cry!
I want to knit and have no time. Knitting soothes me and helps me focus. I should be working on the second neck sock(it’s in the car, so I do a couple of rows in the mornings). Should be finishing up the blue gradient clapoktus and the sweater for Chloe. But no, my scrappy log cabin seems to be what brain needs right now.
Awful picture, but you get the idea. The outer reaches are more neatly executed than the middle, and that’s ok. It will be nice and snuggly either way. I am using up the ends of all my Aran and worsted wools in this one. And yes, I am totally wearing Mario pajamas.
In the next few weeks I will be starting two more sweaters, a shawl and maybe some baby items for cousins who have recently had or are about to have wee ones. In the meantime I’ll work on scrappy Afghan and those other projects to make room in my work basket.