I'm stressed today.
Sick? No, I'm feeling better everyday, thanks.
Kids sick? No, they're unstoppable this week, thankfully.
Money troubles? Blessedly, not really.
Marriage? No. Love you, Hon.
No. I'm talking real stress.
KNITTERS OF THE WORLD -- UNITE!!
I need the pull of our sisterhood to help me through the finishing of this scarf!
I had a bit more to go when, gah!, there is the end of the skein! No more to buy, it was a closeout.
So quick, I'm begging you . . . light a candle, say a prayer, send out a vibe, plea to the knitting goddess . . . I need us all to pull together.
You have NO idea the problems this project has given me and I'm not ready to talk about it until it's finished.
Okay, deep breaths . . .
Stand up, stretch, look outside . . .
I feel like a surgeon stepping out of the OR to stretch my back and have a look around a moment to clear my head.
Okay, I'm going back in . . .
Hopefully, I can pull this baby through . . .
If I can't well . . . let's not even think that way.
You wait here. Get a cup of coffee. Put something pleasant on the community tv. Play cards, maybe. I'll be back when I can . . .
The Iron Fist of Twitter
14 hours ago