Things are less hectic now, with the guest kitty no longer here. I've actually found myself missing him a little, and this morning I dreamed that he returned.
Then I was woken up by the cheerful tune of the ice cream van, threw on robe and sandals, grabbed wallet and ran down to buy stuff. I really need to get into the habit of checking my calendar before
going to bed; I knew it was going to come today, but had completely forgotten. I also couldn't sleep last night and stayed up until past 3 AM playing Might and Magic VIII.
I was still tired, so I went back to bed.. got some lovely sleep. Still tired when I woke up in the afternoon.
Something feels off, but I can't quite put my finger on it. It's been quiet. I'm not getting much stuff done, but today hasn't been a total waste. Got some knitting progress in, and hand washed my two pairs of red socks. The kitchen is still mostly unusable due to clutter. My plans for the weekend was to bake cookies and dye some yarn; at this rate it looks like I'll get around to doing neither. I'm disappointed in myself, and that fuels my depression. I've also been eating unhealthily, gaining weight, and it's all going to my breasts. I hate my breasts.
Also, Odessa is completely ignoring the cat bed I made her. New photos
- mainly of knitting - uploaded to flickr today.