Feeling Better

I'm not sure if the nerves really were work related or if it's because in a roughly eight hours it'll be the weekend, but I'm feeling much less tummy squidgie today.  I hope it lasts. 

I think part of it is because I did some real writing yesterday.  It's been a while since I've delved into that world.  The muse hasn't been cooperating there at all.  But she hit me upside the head yesterday and I wrote some.  It feels good to be back there.  I know the BFF is going through withdrawals.  So, I'm going to do my damnedest to get another chapter done this weekend. 

Gonna give Toby his mitts tonight.  If he'll let me, I'll take a picture of him modeling them so you can see they actually do fit.  And that he doesn't have freakishly long alien hands.  He and Sis are heading out to the bar tonight so I'll be playing chauffeur again.  I'm sure it'll be another interesting ride.  

No big plans for the weekend.  I'm going to work on Sis's blanket.  Write.  Relax.  Maybe knit some on new blanket (now that I've found a way to fix my double purl decrease).  I played around with the colors some (gotta love graph paper and colored pencils; they should be in every crafter's arsenal) and it's a lot harder than I thought it was going to be.  I think I'm just gonna say "fuck it" and pick up whatever color I think should go next.  I've been all about stepping outside my comfort zone right?  If I'm gonna do it, I might as well just do it, right?   

And try to remember the good things so I don't get freaked about the scary stuff.