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Stars, I will get back into the habit of blogging here at some point.

I mean, it’s not like there’s tonnes of exciting things in my life. The last couple of weeks have been me dealing with the absolutely dumbest shit. I had a dream about an old friend, which slammed me into the deepest grief I’ve ever experienced in my life. Like, I don’t do grief, so I don’t know how to cope with that sort of thing. So I sat down, again, and tried to track him down. I think I have, but he doesn’t seem to want to talk to me. I mulled on that for… well, too long. A friend kind of shook me out of it and we had a laugh at it all, but eesh. Feelings are dumb. And so is he if he doesn’t want to talk to me, because I’m awesome.

I’ve been in a blanket-making mood this month, in part spurred by taking part in the #finishorfrogalong challenge on Fedi. I finished my socks, then I made myself sit down and finish a blanket. It was a granny square done in triple crochet (US)/treble treble (UK). I figured it would go faster with a longer stitch, especially since I’m mainly confident in doing it. I guess  it worked? Whatever the case, it’s done and out of my hair, and a new one is in progress and in my hair. *chuckles* No particular deadline on it, just go until I’m bored (which is generally shortly after it’s taller than me). I reckon I can finish it this month, but we’ll see. At the very least, it means I’ll be using up some of the double knit that has haunted me for years, waiting to be used.

I can’t think of anything else to add, so I won’t.

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