What happens when I am unemployed (technically) and ordered to "Lite Duty," i.e., can't lift anything over 20 pounds or engage in strenuous exercise? Oh, breakfast is still eaten at Panera on Saturday morning. Oh yes. But the week gets filled with none other than those crafts projects that had been on hold.
The first project was the babe's Christmas stocking. He's 2. It was time. I'd given myself 6 months to finish it. I am, after all, the woman who once took YEARS to finish a scarf for my Mom (a vaguely fancy one, but a scarf nonetheless). And it took me less than a week! A week!! It still needs to be sewn up (it was knitted flat rather than in the round) and I still need to duplicate stitch his name onto it, but neither of those things should take too long. Plus I don't exactly know how to do either very well and need to call in help again.
And of course, old pictures found their way into an album at long last. These are from February 2008 and had been printed and on my scrap desk for almost as long. I put this together on Friday and finished it with The Beastie last night over popcorn and ice cream. She and her husband just bought their next house, in far, farawayville. I'm thrilled for them, but...
I am not ready for the continuation of goodbye-themed blog posts. I am moving in less than a month. Other people keep leaving (Meg left, The Gangsta leaves Tuesday, MB leaves later this week). And yet I remain in denial.
June is going to be big. We'll be packing up the home we've loved for 5 years and moving to a new state and a new town and settling in. It could get emotional, logistically complicated, and/or hectic. Buckle up.