Jeans and Sneakers

Sleeping is probably one of my favorite things to do.  You can ask my mom.  Ever since I remember, I’d fight with her in the mornings, cause she’d try to wake me up to go to preschool/school so she could go to work, and I’d fight her, cause all I wanted to do was sleep.  I’m definitely looking forward to sleeping past 7:48 am tomorrow.

This week flew by pretty quickly.  Aside from one task at work, I’m kind of caught up.  And I don’t really think it’s going to be possible for me to catch up on inventory anyway. . .so I’ve stopped worrying so much about it.  This makes for a much more pleasant work day.

I’m seriously considering dismantling practice sock #1 to make a pair of gloves.  I don’t have gloves this year, my favorite and only pair from last year got holey, and though I thought I was saving them to unravel and re-knit, I must have put them in a giveaway bag on accident.  Point being, I’m out a pair of gloves.  This morning I had to scrape frost off my windshield with no gloves.  This made me unhappy.  I need gloves.  Now that I know the pattern for Rob’s socks works, I’ve started his pair, and I think I’ll take apart practice sock #1, and use it and the rest of the matching yarn I have on a nice pair of gloves for the winter.  Goodness knows when I’m supposed to get those done though,  since I’ve started Rob’s socks now and I’m still supposed to be working furiously on my dad’s sweater.

The one really good thing about working at my job, is that every day that I work there, I get more and more convinced that I actually can work for myself.  Little things that I think could be done more efficiently, big things that I just don’t agree with how they’re being handled. . . I think that I definitely have enough sense to work for myself.  It feels good to have that kind of confidence in myself once in awhile.

I want to try to make something this weekend that I can test sell.  I don’t know what, maybe a couple of pieces of jewelry,  maybe start on some new random dolls, maybe draw some silly pictures or comics or something. . .I need to do something.  To get back into it.

Tomorrow I’m driving Rob to pick up his new-to-him jeep.  He’s pretty excited about having a decent truck.  After that I’ll just have to get crafty.  Ugh, and I have to go grocery shopping too.