Work life had been all crazeballs. Which means I’ve had no life. I’m up at 5am, torture myself on the treadmill, stumble into the shower (all the time avoiding the ankle biting Angus). Wander downstairs (avoiding the death trap that is Cooper), being serenaded by screaming cats (one who clearly has steroid rage). Drop some… Read More »
Looking back, I’d say last year was a bit of a lost year for me. Things I wanted to accomplish got put to the side, I only finished 5 (!!!) projects, and I started eleventy billion new ones. Stress was my co-pilot and I basically shut down. One good thing that did come out of… Read More »
From chez Stashaholic to your family, Merry Christmas!
I have been suffering from startits. Followed by ripitoutitis. Long time readers know that I handle stress by getting all figity and I want to Make All The Things. Which leaves me almost paralyzed with indecision. I only have two hands…what am I supposed to do? The cats don’t have thumbs, so knitting isn’t easy… Read More »
Between starting a new job and dealing with a family member with medical issues, it’s been awhile since I had the energy (or even the interest) in updating the blog. I’ve had a lot of startitis hit me, which is the norm when I’m stressed. My all time record is starting 9 projects in one… Read More »