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Work was work today. My manager did not tell me that he was going to be out of the office this afternoon, so I had this stack of stuff I needed his input on and he was not there. But - I don't stress about stuff like that anymore. The stack will be there Monday and I will handle it then. Things will be finished when I can finish them. Strangely enough since I got this new attitude and I quit working weekends and into the evenings my pending files have been reduced and I think the overall quality of my work has improved. Huh. How'd that happen? Of course I have every intention of working this weekend except I wanna get version 1.0 of "Mission Temple" completed, I'm clipping and storyboarding "Closer," and I have another Buffy POV idea that I'm itching to try out plus I have to clean the house, spend QT with the dog, work on my Halloween costume, and I really should balance my checkbook and leave the house after dark. Oh yeah, it's time to dye my hair and I should get all of my sweaters out of the cedar chest and lay them out to air - I should also air out the gray merino poncho with the light pink trim that I made 3 years ago - I based it on the design of a poncho my father's mother made for my mother when she was pregnant with Dawn - cept I made mine in the round on these awesome Addi Turbo needles and since I was going through a bout of fairly major depression it just kept growing and growing - I was too apathetic to cast-off. At this point it is just an incredibly soft and warm blanket I can wear. With fringe. Actually I won't get the heavy sweaters out. I need to accept that this is Memphis. Maybe I'll go skiing this winter. That's what I'll tell the poor neglected sweaters when I have to put them back.

I've got a friend who is fixing me up. Maybe. I haven't decided. Her reasoning is she knows a guy, he's about my age and he is single. According to her it's a match. I have severe reservations - apparently both of his parents are still living. I really would rather date an orphan. It would just simple things up - y'know?

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I based it on the design of a poncho my father's mother made for my mother when she was pregnant with Dawn - cept I made mine in the round on these awesome Addi Turbo needles and since I was going through a bout of fairly major depression it just kept growing and growing - I was too apathetic to cast-off.


So that's what it meant! When my husband was back in college for the *second* time, I started crocheting. I was just going to crochet a pair of slippers. From that tiny goal, a 7 x 9' shell patterned afghan emerged. Yeah, I was suicidal. I can't even imagine how bad it would have been had I known how to do a cable knit.

I also crocheted a cave once, and put a TV in it. Hell, give me some steel wool, and I'll crochet you a damned stove. :)