I woke up this morning with a really big knot in the pit of my stomach. I have two more weeks to sleep in my bed, in my bedroom, in my house. What a strange feeling. I get the knots often now. My move date is exactly two weeks from today. When the panic takes me over, I just breathe and remember how much fun the next year will be.
So far, I’ve taken enough out of the house that there’s a bit of an echo when I talk now. Freaks me out.
I did a second load to Lou’s today (where I’m storing my stuff). My wool is now in it’s new home. That’s another strange feeling. I know non-knitters wouldn’t think that that’s a big deal. But, let me assure you, IT IS TO A KNITTER! 🙂
Before I hauled it over there, I went through each bin (I think I counted 10) and took photos of what I had. I had this bright idea to package wool and pattern in zip-locks for easy access. Then I realized I gave Jacob my printer. So, I’ve just been matching up my yarn with the patterns in my queue on Ravelry. I panicked a bit today before loading the bins in the car because I don’t have a project right now!
I finished Jenna’s baby’s sweater. It’s adorable. I haven’t any pictures of it yet though. I’ll post them later. It needs buttons.
I also gave Patrick his monster truck today. He really liked it. I only stayed about 15 minutes but he must have said “I like my monster truck” a dozen times while I was there. Wonder if he’ll sleep with it tonight. His mother asked if she could wash it. Yikes! I turned to Patrick and said “Dude, you can’t throw up on the monster truck ok?” Problem solved.
My India travel guide came yesterday. I’ve barely had a chance to leaf through it cause it’s been a hectic couple of days. Maybe this weekend. WAIT, I’ll be looking through the California guide I ordered today on the weekend. EEEEEEEKKKKK!! I’m a bit excited, in case you couldn’t tell.
This whole transition period sucks. I’m so sad and so excited all at the same time. I still miss Jacob all the time. We still chat every day but I still miss having him around sometimes. I’m sad about leaving this house. I know it’s just a house but… There’s something about this place. I’m trying to really be present while I’m still here – to enjoy and appreciate every moment I have left here. But, at the same time, I’m anxious to get this process over with and be on the other side. Know what I mean?
Something else I’m really excited about: I got this amazing drawing of my next tattoo from Eric in Chicago. I’m thrilled with what he’s done up for me. It’s going to be beautiful.
On the weekend, Steve and I made a fire. My first and last of the summer. It was great. AND HOT! There was no wind and it must have been 30 000 000 degrees outside.
Well, that’s about as exciting as it gets for me these days. I’m pooped!
