My nerves are shot. I might as well admit it. I called my mother at lunch, Monday, (we do this every single work day) and the line was busy. No biggy. She’s a doll and very popular. I tried again in about five minutes. Busy. Another five minutes. Busy. I did this for 30 minutes. I wasn’t panicky. She has issues with the cordless phones, but after 30 minutes I was concerned. I went back to work and told them I was going home and got in the car to head home. I tried one more time and got through. She was fine, but wondering why I hadn’t called. Love her heart. This whole elderly parent alone about 35 minutes away is hard on me. That, plus the economy. I’m trying very hard to be more accepting of things. I can’t change any of this right now. Changes will have to be made, but not right now. So, I need to lighten the hell up, don’t I? I also found out that our electricity was out for a bit around lunch time. Answers some questions for me.
My other issue today. I choose my issues to go with the days. Like picking out an outfit. Is the apparent lack of forward movement in PurplePi and my lacy pink scarf. The pink scarf has an excuse. You know those nifty square knitting needles? They’re exhausting. I finally gave up on them and put my scarf on size 8’s that light up. Very fragile needles. I’ve broken off the light-up tip on one of the needles. It can be glued, but it has slowed progress to, what? a stop. PurplePi blew my mind when I measured it. I honestly thought I was closer. I admit I want it to be a very very large shawl/lap robe, but I thought I was getting close to starting the edging, but noooooooooo. I have 10″ left to do. I am mad at her, but will refrain from any form of abuse. She can dish it out to me, but I refuse to lower myself to her level, thankyouverymuch.
My soundtrack today? How about Manhattan Transfer?
Have a good one!