Dear diary,
I had a very busy morning (mostly spent trying to track down "Barefoot in the park") and a lazy hazy afternoon, which included a viewing of the above mentioned movie and a nap. Unfortunately, my nap included my usual array of nightmares. I remember reading that between 3-4 years old is when you start having nightmares, I’m between 3-2 and 3-3 years old, does that apply? My routine of watching The Office before going to bed is working to a point. A lobotomy, I suspect, might help a lot more.
I got my package from Sheila B today. She sent me a bunch of delicious spinning supplies. I tried for half an hour to figure it out, but soon gave up. I am waiting for Ben Master Jam to help me. Maybe all the videos will make sense to him. Or maybe he’ll end up stabbing me in the heart (out of sheer frustration) and vanquishing the curse.
I have half-designed what I’d like my website to look like, but now lack the software to make it come to life. Hopefully between working, cooking and playing some intensive WoW, I can convince Mr Benjammin to look for it. God, I am sounding like a woman from the middle ages. My ass? Why sir, I am not certain I can find it myself, please be patient while I go call my husband and have him show it to me. Disgusting!
I have also decided to draw my own furniture and will be working on my idea for a desk tomorrow. I found this wood shop that cuts things for you and that is exciting beyond belief! I also need some huge clear plastic drawery thing to store my yarn in, instead of these tubs. Some of the tubs will probably have to stay, since I have so much stuff, but some have to go. Speaking of yarn, I have finally settled on the most simplistic design for Roberto’s scarf, since I have decided to learn how to knit the continental way. It will take me 9 times as long, but I am loving the challenge.