I still don’t have my guitar. I want to play it. That is all.
Today was a flurry of driving around town with mom, shopping. I don’t think we were shopping for anything specific, but we were shopping. We ended up at CostCo, Ikea, Value Village, and the Sears Outlet store. I think that’s it. Oh, and we stopped for a cone at the DQ. Mmmmmmmm Vanilla cone……
I have so many Gmail invites it’s ridiculous.
I got this fantastic purple yarn, but I realized upon trying that I can’t crochet with it, because I can’t see the loops. It’s all floofy and stuff, so I can’t count loops or anything. I’ll have to knit something instead. Unfortunately my knitting needles are in New Liskeard still. As is my flute, which I’ve found myself wanting lately also. It will be nice to someday have a home of my own again. This transience makes me tired, and it’s been going on for the past few years.
We’ve come to the realization that we can’t move December first, no matter how much we want to. Because of this fact, it’s quite probable that I can’t afford to keep this job. So now what?
Hmm. weird thumping upstairs. Must investigate