And telling myself i need to leave. Boss was of course unhappy that I didn't do (task) HER way, ripping pages out of the book and making notes in red pen. Girl, I am never going to do it YOUR way, I am going to do it MY way.

Tuesday was a bit of a wash, I was so tired ALL DAY. I woke up at 1 and was awake past 5, woke up again just after 8 worried I'd slept through my alarm, and spent the rest of the day in just a tired state. Doc appointment went well, his assistant took my blood pressure (141/83) and weight (i peeped the number, I don't have a scale at home to otherwise be aware of it) and then he walked in with my prescriptions and work orders for blood and mammogram. Pressed on my belly a bit, commented that I'd seemed to have lost a lot of weight since the last time (have i? I know I have lost some, others have commented on it and my least flexibly waisted jeans no longer dig in) but as long as it wasn't overly rapid, no concerns.

M and I were going to do her hair, since the coloured mask she was using has been discontinued, but she also spent the day just exhausted, and didn't feel up to rinsing her hair out, specifically. So we ate dinner and watched dancing and I enjoyed being able to knit without my helpers.

Yesterday I woke up just before 7 and stayed in bed for three whole hours before getting up. I started taping the patterns together and cutting out the pieces that I know would be sized correctly. Calcifer helped a lot. I started by taping one row together and putting it aside. My table, specifically taken and set up for sewing, is still covered in piles of fabric and other crafts, and an assortment of vegetables and fruit. Rather than deal with any of that, I worked in the space that was clear, and it mostly worked. The patterns were then loosely folded and put in the closet to deal with at a future date.

Wanted to sew a project bag and found one that I had cut out simply AGES ago. It's also been prepped and is laying next to the machine.

Had a lovely nap after I was suddenly FREEZING and bundled up in sweats, a hoodie with the hood up, AND wool socks. My tummy was mad about all the wheat I'd eaten the day before (the burger was yummy, tyvm) and it was still upset by the time I'd dragged myself off the couch for dinner, so I just made a sandwich. Then I decided to join robinsnest mantle sew-along, since that had been on my list and in my pattern stash for close to three years already. I found an oddly shaped remnant of gorgeous bronze poly taffeta in a box, which was just the right shape to cut out one with long front bits and a hood, with enough left to do a heckin' lot of piecing for a ruffle. Started hand sewing it last night bc why not. I could just bang it out by machine, but in keeping with practices of doing nice things while I sink into winter, and not needing the item right away, handsewing it suits me more. It's fine. Considering I cut it out at 7pm and had one front edge and lappet hemmed by 9:15, it's gonna be great.

Dance tonight, musical on Sunday. Hanging out in between.

Friday evening was spent entirely in bed, minus the half hour or so I took to make mac & cheese. After, I cracked a can of soda but couldn't enjoy it long as I'd left it on my bedside table, didn't look when I reached over to take a drink, and nearly put a horrid box elder bug IN MY MOUTH!!!!! UGH!! So tired of these fuckers!! My tub is currently a graveyard for these bastards.

Saturday morning I printed patterns. Maybe it would have made more sense to send a couple of them for printing, it ended up being over 100 pages total. Alas. Picked up M for the movie, which we enjoyed (Regretting You, because Mason Thames is our current favourite actor and he is LITERALLY baby (he is 18), we have not read the book and will probably never read or watch another Colleen Hoover adaptation unless someone really awesome is in it), and went back home.

I'd been excited on Friday to reach the end of repeat 8 of my cowl knitting before realizing that it had set up the first block and then said "repeat 8 more times" and DANG IT I had another 42 rows to go. So after Friday evening knitting and a couple rows at the theatre (I dropped the edge stitches on either side of a single row and called it an afternoon when I couldn't really see what I was doing), I finished up the last block, and I WON yarn chicken. I was thrilled, I didn't want to wind up the new skein just to do a couple of rows!

Yesterday I started doing the rainbow colours, and I am currently halfway through the 10 colours. I trimmed pattern pages with the slicer, which took a little time to set up so I didn't slice the pattern willy-nilly like the first time. I am considering bringing the pile of paper to work to make use of larger spaces without kitten help. That's a sometime-this-week-maybe problem. I'd do it at M's place on Tuesday, but she is getting a couch delivered from IKEA so we will likely be putting it together.

It feels really good to be getting a knitting project done in the next few days. I did a lot of it with cats in my lap, so it IS possible. I'll start adding it back into my evening activity choices.

While knitting earlier in the day yesterday, the cats decided it was a perfect time to chew on either thread or the thread stand. As I looked at my covered machine, I realized that I hadn't sewn anything in like, a month. I did the bulk of my plaid dress on September 30th. I definitely switched out the thread for a mismatched combo of black and grey, though I don't remember why. October was so hard this year. And now it's November and we're heading into The Darkness, and I want to be kind to myself and do a lil hibernating or at least slowing down. Hustle culture is not it.