That’s the drawing I’ve been working on. It’s not even that impressive, just larger than what I tend to do. I wanted to work on it more last night but I’m shaking pretty bad these days. Smooth lines are not forthcoming.
So I worked on this instead. It’s the very start of a new knit shrug. I wore an emerald green mohair shrug to work yesterday, 3/4 length sleeves, and decided that I really should make more things I can wear and wear more of the things I’ve made. That shrug should be pretty jewel-tone stripes judging by the way the yarn looks in the ball and is working up so far. I’m not doing anything fancy with the stitches on this, the yarn is plenty pretty enough. The green one has a very subtle bead detail at the cuffs, but I think I’ll leave this one plain.
So anyway, today is the first day of class for me. I had a ton of crap to carry out to the car this morning and I was running late. The running late thing really isn’t my fault anymore, it’s Josh’s. I took my shower last night so my entire “getting ready” time this morning was like 20 minutes. But he parks behind me and can’t be bothered to drag his ass out of bed until the last damn minute anymore. I couldn’t tell you the last time I actually showed up to work on time.
At any rate, I had my backpack, a canvas grocery bag full of supplies, my coat, and my cup of coffee that I was trying to get through the door and then close the door to the house behind me. I didn’t make it. I lost my footing trying to bend back to grab the doorknob and I went down, ass over tea kettle, and twisted my ankle pretty good in the process.
Josh was sitting in the Honda in the driveway with a very clear view of what happened. As I sat there crying he backed out and drove off. Needless to say it has not been a swell day.
And it’s finally gotten busy here, like ridiculously busy. But I guess that’s good. It’s meant that I haven’t had time to lament the fact that there’s no time to smoke or pee.