I’ve been feeling a bit down lately. I need to be working on cleaning my apartment but haven’t–sigh. It’s one of those, I don’t know where to start situations. Also, really? Cleaning? Bah. That’s all I have to say. Bah.
Aside from that, I’ve been feeling surprisingly frustrated at being single. Usually, I find that I’m really very happy on my own. I have lots of interests, and in the past several months I’ve met some awesome friends in the area, so it’s strange to me that I’m feeling lonely. Why should I be? I have so many wonderful things in my life to be happy for–an awesome job with great coworkers, fabulous knitters and crafters to hang out with, all the amazing people at CAYA Coven–I don’t know why I feel all melancholy.
I’m sure it will pass; normally I’d start a new project to cheer myself up, but I am still up to my neck in holiday knitting. (And, apparently, missing some US 6 needles. I KNOW I had more than one set of circs in that size.) Maybe I’ll take some time and sew together one of my nearly-finished projects–Butterfly and Brilliant Retro–or finally block my Lace Ribbon scarf. Then I’d have something shiny and new to cheer me up!
Tarot Card of the Day: Ten of Cups








