Decision is Made

Ok, so after yesterdays vent, (thanks Bron) I feel much better. Here I thought that was a normal amount of crap to be doing. Oh, yea, and I haven't done any laundry for our vacation either!!
Ok, so I made my decision. Six months ago I had decided to decide later. I guess now is later than before. Now I need to decide when. I need to set a date to move on.
If you didn't notice in my last post, I HATE CELEBRATIONS. I don't even know when my blog-a-versary is. I don't care. But I do need to set a goal date. June graduation is too far away, I'm afraid I would hurt someone if I had to wait that long. Sept. 12 is too soon, I feel I need to give them more time. But I do need to have a heart-to-heart with hubby. This weekend!
More fair stuff--

Lacy little girl stuff, a first and a second.
And then more second place stuff--Fingerless Mitts, a Cotton hat and Tempting II!!

Not bad for some busy work and a sexy KAL!

Another Day, Another Dollar 2.98

1. So I bust my hump for the last two weeks at home and work. I've kept up on the dishes and even cohersed stubborn children into doing dishes and sweeping floor. I've neglected my bedroom for knitting and painting projects. I picked green beans and froze baggies of them and didn't ask for any help.
I just don't feel like I'm making any progress. I'm ready for a mental breakdown. Why? the price of gas is down to $2.79 here. I should be celebrating! R goes back to school next week (for the last time.)
2. But work has been a bit hairy @%@#. I'm doing my best, ok, so everyone slips once in a while. I was hoping a vacation would help--how can it, when I feel guilty about not being at work the whole time?
3. Now, I have two cousins with breast cancer and I'm coming up on their age when they were diagnosed. Daughters are in need of emotional of support; health, decisions, growing up. You would think I'd be down to 110 pounds with all this stress. Naw, I EAT when I'm stressed!
4. And I hate celebrations! Yes, really. Can we just get past this next anniversary? I mean, I love my husband dearly, don't know what I'd do without him. But people expect things. Just because we've been married 25 years. I would prefer to celebrate that time when we decided we were committed to each other, that would be sometime in August and 27 years ago. The wedding ceremony was Sept. 12, 1981, just a date in time.
So what's my next move, I'm open to suggestions.

Fair Entries Return Home

I've been slacking lately here but not elsewhere. I returned home and vowed to take pictures of all my fair entries with their place tags. Wow, I was surprised! These were the first places!
We have Fair Isle Socks and Simple Pants (machine knit),
and below is a simple shell (sewing) and a Twisty T-Top,


and a lovely Fair Isle Cape (stash reduction project).

Tempting II KAL with Sexy Knitters Club

Here's me in my Sexy Knitters Club Knit A Long, Tempting II.
I see I look more and more like my aunts every day :( I'm not real happy with that. I love my aunts, don't get me wrong! But I really thought that will all the heat as of late I would have melted somewhat.
Anyway, I'm not real happy with the neckline of the sweater, but left the life line in, in case I needed to frog AGAIN.
I'm back to walking now that the heat has subsided. Believe it or not, in Northern Michigan we had 90+ heat for several days. We northerners aren't used to such heat. But thank goodness for the many inland lakes, streams and rivers which we partook of during those days.
I've been going through the phase of being selfish and pissy about everything. Maybe it's my age, 43. Maybe it's the summer. Maybe its that this is the year of our 25th anniversary (yes, I married just after high school). Whatever it is, I think I'm annoying everyone I come in contact with--family, friends (if I have any left). What to do, what to do?
Any-who, I'm registered for the knitting retreat in Grand Rapids the weekend after my anniversary. Volunteer stuff is popping up all over. Fair is in 2 weeks and I need to make a few more things to enter. This is the last year of high school for my baby girl (#2 in the class ya know!!!) So what's to be sad about--I got so much crap going on!! What's my problem? Heck, I don't know!