I’ve not knit a single stitch since returning home from Thanksgiving.  Not one.  Life has been downright shitty here.  I will elaborate at a later date, but right now the only person who knows the extent of it is Tracy.  I have no desire to knit or read, which must mean that hell is freezing over.  The lack of knitting is the reason for the lack of posting.  I got nothin’.

I have, on the otherhand, bought yarn.  About 1700 yards of Malabrigo.  Even that hasn’t cheered me up.  Much. 

Keep the husband and me in your thoughts cause we sure as hell need some happy, nice thoughts sent our way.  Oh, and if you know me personally, and you ask what’s going on, I may or may not tell you and I may or may not burst into tears.  Like I did last week.  Twice.  At work  (not to mention the crying on my way to work, on my way home from work, in the shower, cooking dinner, et cetera, et cetera…).  Proceed with caution.