I posted this whole thing yesterday and somehow Blogger ate it. Anyway, I was going on and on about the terrorist alerts in NYC and how for the first time, I’m actually scared, and all this stuff about what if something happens when I’m not home to save my pets or if it happens to ME somewhere and I can’t go home to them? God, it’s so depressing and I really don’t even want to recreate that post, I just don’t want to think about it anymore. I was a nervous wreck all Monday and yesterday.

Still bogged down with work so not much knitting going on. I am thisclose to finishing the second Caterpillar sleeve and then have the neck to do. I have to say, I’m sick of working on that sweater. Sick of the color changes, sick of the endless tangling. It’ll be nice to actually wear it but now I just want it out of my life. I kind of want to go back to my cotton Surf sweater but with working all hours and 7 days lately, who has time? I had a meeting today (shortest meeting ever, 10 minutes!!) but if it actually develops into something, I’ll have yet more work. I feel great about it and at the same time, my social life is taking a complete nosedive. Then again, I’m safer locking myself in my apartment, right? The terrorists and the freelance clients are winning.

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