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Dec. 10th, 2018 08:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kittydesadeMy brain may or may not be resetting properly after a six day work week, a four day work week that was nearly as hard, and then a three day weekend that not only was front-loaded with a concert but was also followed by a couple of days of enforced sitting around the house doing very little in case the power went out or the pipes were cracked from cold. (It probably wasn't cold enough to crack the pipes but there was a lot of wet heavy snow on the lines and so on.)
I did manage to knit 90% or so of an entire shawl in that time. I had some knit ahead of that point but not much, and I ended up staying on the couch the whole time and knitting like a mad fiend. It wasn't a very complicated shawl but yikes. I'm glad I have the energy to fit knitting in again but still yikes.
But it is fitting knitting in again around everything else. Today I knit on a pair of spider gloves I'd had on the shelf for a couple years now and then I put it down and did some writing and picked it back up again, so I have the energy to switch projects and keep going. Even on a lack of sleep, the weirdass schedule the last few days has given me a really fucked up sleep schedule too. I went to bed at around 3.30 on Saturday, primarily because I'd slept till almost 1 that day. Argh.
Double argh because upon waking up this morning I discovered that not only my debit card but my credit card has also been compromised, which I'd put down to the Marriott data theft or something else like that but none of the places I've shopped at since I lost my wallet/got my wallet stolen have had a data theft. That wasn't that long ago! So the skimmers or hackers shouldn't have the new cards from any of those sources and I don't even bloody know. Fortunately each card only has one fraudulent transaction on it. Unfortunately I still need to get my damn asthma inhaler, and now I need to do it by getting cash directly out of the bank now and aaaaargh. I just want to spend the next few weeks hibernating in my house.
Oh well. But I did start watching Father Brown over the weekend, for lack of any other knitting fodder, and discovered that Father Brown is actually Father Arthur Fucking Weasley, which makes the episode where he says "I'm afraid I have no idea what a boggart is" really fucking hilarious.
I did manage to knit 90% or so of an entire shawl in that time. I had some knit ahead of that point but not much, and I ended up staying on the couch the whole time and knitting like a mad fiend. It wasn't a very complicated shawl but yikes. I'm glad I have the energy to fit knitting in again but still yikes.
But it is fitting knitting in again around everything else. Today I knit on a pair of spider gloves I'd had on the shelf for a couple years now and then I put it down and did some writing and picked it back up again, so I have the energy to switch projects and keep going. Even on a lack of sleep, the weirdass schedule the last few days has given me a really fucked up sleep schedule too. I went to bed at around 3.30 on Saturday, primarily because I'd slept till almost 1 that day. Argh.
Double argh because upon waking up this morning I discovered that not only my debit card but my credit card has also been compromised, which I'd put down to the Marriott data theft or something else like that but none of the places I've shopped at since I lost my wallet/got my wallet stolen have had a data theft. That wasn't that long ago! So the skimmers or hackers shouldn't have the new cards from any of those sources and I don't even bloody know. Fortunately each card only has one fraudulent transaction on it. Unfortunately I still need to get my damn asthma inhaler, and now I need to do it by getting cash directly out of the bank now and aaaaargh. I just want to spend the next few weeks hibernating in my house.
Oh well. But I did start watching Father Brown over the weekend, for lack of any other knitting fodder, and discovered that Father Brown is actually Father Arthur Fucking Weasley, which makes the episode where he says "I'm afraid I have no idea what a boggart is" really fucking hilarious.