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YOP- Week 10

 

It seems I am not very good at this whole keeping track of things does it? I’ve not picked up hook or needle for a WEEK now. It’s getting a wee bit depressing, the problem being that there is *so* much to do. Most of my knitting is still in boxes scattered all the way through the house; we finally finished bringing the last bits home on Friday. Yesterday was filled with sorting things out at the house, going round and getting furniture off relatives while we still had the van (Cedar chest! Dining Chairs! I love my OH’s family) and then today is my nephews christening. Which probably explains why I’m writing this sat on the bathroom floor with hair dye in. After I’ve dyed and dried I have to find out which box exactly the christening present and card is in. I know where the jumper is, but not the book or the card.

I need to convince the OH to help me re assemble the rat cage. Because the babies are babies they’ve taken great delight in wriggling through the vertical bars in the current cage and escaping! Well, I say escaping- they always have a wander round on the top and go back in. It’s just a matter of time though before they decide that the humans cage (or living room in laymans terms!) is so much more fun then their cage and don’t try to work their way back in. We’ll sell on the cage though; it would be perfect for someone who has grown up rats and not littlies like ours. Plus it was a “travel cage” even though it’s HUGE! but it did it’s purpose for us and our main cage is bigger.

Tomorrow I start work; and I’ve got to say I’m a bit nervous. Mostly- I must admit- about the commute not the actual job! I’m sure once I’m there I’ll start panicking about that bit but for now it’s how on earth I get there. We’ve driven it in the van several times and I’ve tried to work out where I’ll detour off the road onto a cycle route but eep! Plus I’m not exactly the most experienced cyclist in the world, nor the fittest. I’d say that having a test run on the trike on Wednesday when we picked it up was the first time I’d cycled in nearly 5 years. Now I’m hoping to do 8 miles a day on her! I think I might be slightly mental; though I’ve deliberately not looked up the bus routes yet because I really want to give this a go.

Isn’t she a beauty!

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Finished!

Teapot Cosy

Never Ending Granny Square Blanket

Zpagetti Bag

8 non list projects (woops)

 

WIP’s

Durrow ( 2 sleeves, collar edging and sewing)

Jake’s boy with scooter (One wheel, 2 arms, Hood, hair, embroider face and sewing)

Beth’s Socks (Longditudianal- 1/2 of 1st sock done)

 

Frogged

Baby Carigan (It was a preemie size, and I’m just really really over it to be honest)

To Do (No paticular order)

Whoobie Owl
Crochet Socks for Rhys
Crochet Socks for me
Cow Tipping Toy
Thundersnow Bag
From Norway with Love (Can’t wait to start this one. New winter hat- I think so!)
Star Trek Socks (For Rhys- Who else!)
Mojo
Vertigo
Francie
Piece of my Heart Socks
Wisteria

Comments

  1. Oh hope the first day went well :)

    OMG 8 miles you'll be so fit in a month I manage 20 min day lol.

    I signed up for Craftsy Steeking/fair isle course so tank top here we come.

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