I keep working on and frogging parts of the dog sweater. I’m not that thrilled with the way the number pattern is coming out. I made myself a chart but I think I’ve been losing track of stitches since I have such a hard time staying focused lately. I may rip out the last 8 rows again and start one more time. It’s definitely going to be a next winter sweater anyway, because even though it feels like winter will never end around here, I doubt I’ll finish it in the next few days. And it’s supposed to go up to 50 degrees tomorrow (hard to believe, with this morning’s 16) but if it starts to stay at least in the 40s, he won’t need a sweater anymore.

Which leads to the fact that I am finally SO SICK OF WINTER. Yesterday’s snow was the final straw for me, I think. I’m sick of bundling up in a million layers, I’m sick of the slush, and I’m sick of having to dress the dog three times a day and go out in the freezing cold late at night when I just want to curl up in bed. I’m also sick of being so lethargic and being home so much. I went to the gym yesterday and I’ll go back today and I’m really pushing now to get active again. We went to the park last weekend and it felt so good to be out and walking long distance again, and I hope now it’s something we’ll keep up regularly again. At least I will go to the gym often, and now that I go to one with a pool, I want to start swimming regularly.

A friend just asked me to go in on a summer beach house share. It’s so damn hard to even think about summer right now.

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