The ex called me today to ask if he could still have Clyde this weekend. We worked out a tentative visitation schedule for him to take Clyde and for me to take Spike during tax season. When we were done I said "Oh God, we just negotiated custody and visitation for our cats didn't we?" He laughed.
... because I love Nikol Lohr so hard. I'm so making this.
It will take a little time to make, but I love that she just gives you the pattern and tells you how to measure it to yourself. Plus, it's cute and I could totally wear it to work AND she gives yarn variations that aren't going to end with me selling myself on the street for yarn money.
Laura and I are walking through the mall on our way to the movie. She complains about her bag being heavy. I offer to carry it. She says no, then there's a moment of silence."Since I'm the husband in this relationship apparently." I add. Laura snickers. We both keep walking.
Laura is sitting on the couch watching tv and knitting. I'm sitting on the chair watching tv and working. We periodically heckle or swear at each other, but otherwise aren't talking. It's like we're married.
Sweet Jesus, where did the last 10 days go? I vaguely remember showing up at Meg and Joel's to help clean and unpack, and then time just seemed to warp (it's just a jump to the left...).
I had the worst cold I've had in 10 years last week. I took 2 sick days, and spent a total of 3 days doing nothing but laying in bed. I'm still not feeling 100%, and vaguely suspect that I may be down a lung, but I'm at least upright and able to sort of function.
The worst part about being sick is that I haven't gotten anything done around the house. I just haven't felt up to doing any rearranging. Dave was here visiting this weekend, and I made him help me transfer some of my yarn into the other bedroom, but otherwise everything looks about the same way that it did 10 days ago. I've got this weekend completely and blissfully free, so I'm hoping to finish reorganize my office and the hobby room, get the basement cleaned up and possibly rearrange my pantry. Oh, and make applesauce. And maybe spiced honey and praline sauce. Pfft. No problem. I'm not overplanning at all. Right? Right?
Poor Zoe seems to be mostly recovered from being attacked at daycare. Her ear looks good, and I'm going to get the stitches out later this week. I still haven't decided what to do about daycare. Overall I've been mostly happy with them, but this is the second time something has happened to her there, and this time it was really serious. I just don't know if I trust them with my baby anymore.
Ok, time to do some laundry and then head to Laura's. It's supposed to be cocktails and yarn, but since I'm swamped at work it's going to be more like cocktails and swearing at my laptop while Laura smokes, knits and laughs at me.
I'm pleased to report that my house is mine again! Kay is officially moved out as of yesterday. She left a bunch of crap that I'm going to box up and put in the garage and tell her to come get, but she's out of the house, and I have that room back. I spent last night scrubbing it down, smudging and touching up the paint, and started to move my shoes and some of my knitting supplies in there. Next week will be about scrubbing down the rest of the house, starting with the kitchen.