Still cold out. Still tired from going head-first into a work week after the long holiday.On my desk at work I’ve lined up post-its in order to manage all the different things I have to juggle untiI go to York on the 17th (study trip with my English2 course)
Still too comfy in the chair after supper .. But I know I have to head out with the dog and most likely it will be enjoyable to get out in the crisp, cold air. I had set my mind on working a little on my home exam tonight but I think I should pick Wednesday and Thursday night instead. (which means I should clean the bathroom later tonight. I feel like turning around in the doorway when I go in there now..)
I’d rather do something that involves needles.. I got two French presses for Christmas and I’m itching to start making felted covers for them. I even lugged out some yarn I thought would work wonders.
I’m also itching to cast on for a trial aran cushion cover (I have abandoned the GAAA idea since I’m much more up for smaller projects now than another long term thingy) I am, however, restisting as long as possible since I kind of made the commitment of finishing the fish jacket first. I’m saying sternly to myself: stick with it! You’re halfway there now!
If I actually get around to do that bathroom I’m sure I’ll end up with chai tea after like last night before bed. It’s the perfect winter comfort drink after a walk in the snow . That’s what happened on Sunday night. And Monday night. (And I lucked out having two biscottis left from Christmas. Thank you, sister, for the cookie jar with home made goodies.)