Lots of stuff. Not a lot of sense. I've been sort of just going throughout the motions lately, and realized today I wanted to write something. I haven't wanted to write, really write, in years. I think I just got busy, and being in "Mommy mode" all the time sucked the creative right out of me. I'm in the plotting and thinking stages now, and maybe nothing will happen beyond that, but it's a good sign. For so long I've felt like I got lost in the choices I made after high school, it's good to get some of that back.

Someday I might tell the story of what I was going to be and compare it to what I've become. I'm very different from what I expected, but I think that's a good thing. I'm stronger than I ever planned, and I've discovered talents I never would have looked for.

Not much knitting going on here, honestly. I think I want to design something, but I have to finish some of the stuff I've started before I even think about a new project. Do you think it's more important to have a finished product, something useful to show for hours of work, or that it's OK to just work on something that makes you happy, regardless of how many things you start and if nothing ever gets completed? I'm still up in the air about this, I'm sure I'd be more fulfilled if I stuck with it and just finished one thing at a time. It's an adult thing to do, and it requires discipline and backbone. It would also require a complete personality transplant. I am, and always have been, a complete and total scatterbrain. I can't even just read one book at a time. Plus different moods require different things. Some days I just can't stand the thought of knitting another sock, and some days the idea of a cabled sweater makes my skin crawl. I think I'm doomed to a future littered with incomplete stuff scattered in my wake and very few warm sweaters.

I think I'd like to knit mittens tonight.

Now, this is getting out of hand.

To whatever diety I pissed of in such a way as to make you want me dead, I sincerely apologize. However, I think the flu on top of everything else I've had in the past 6 months is a little bit of overkill. I'm willing to forgive and forget if you are. Just drop me a line in the comments, I'll send you some sacrificial alpaca, and we'll be friends again, OK?

Well, I'm knitting again, but I seem to have hidden the camera from myself, so I thought I'd give you a quick update on the Christmas knitting. This was my old list. I've decided because of my injuries and my love of sleep to pare down a little, so a quick edit/update was in order.

1) Knit the edging on the armholes of the SVoD (thought I forgot about that, didn't you?) still not done, planned for next Monday

2) Finish the blue sweater for me (only have 2/3 of the second sleeve and the seaming left) DONE!

3) Knit a sweater for Nicky DONE!
4) Knit a MATCHING sweater for Ben halfway up the body and making good time, should be done by next weekend

5) Knit a red sweater to match the blue one for Karri CANCELLED, she's getting perfume instead
6) Finish the stole for Mom (2/5 complete) Possible, but not likely. Any gift ideas?

7) Knit a hat for Grandpa CANCELLED, he's getting a scarf instead

8) Knit 2 1/2 pairs of socks for various people Undecided, socks are a travel project, so it might happen

9) Knit a sweater for Alex (I actually have until the end of January for this)

So my new list looks a little like this

1) Finish Ben's sweater

2) Buy present for Karri

3) Add armhole edging to SVoD

4) Finish stole

5) Knit 2 pairs socks

6) Knit sweater for Alex by January

Much more do-able, don't you think? And two of the things on there I'm not holding myself to, but if they happen, good for me.

On a related note, could someone tell me why the one kid in class with the flu always sits by my kid? And why the younger one always has to lay right in his brother's face so he can catch it too? These are the questions that keep me up at night, people.

I'm off to indulge my growing Harry Potter fandom and attempt to avoid buying the Knitpicks Swish to make a Ravenclaw scarf (9 balls of Dark Navy and 3 balls of Copper, if anyone wants to know)

Ow. Ow. Definitely ow.

I haven't knit in 2 days. I'll give you a moment to absorb the enormity of that. Two days with no fibery happiness. Why? Glad you asked.

I was minding my own business, sitting and reading my emails before working on my latest project, and enjoying the lovely weather with my back door open, when my home was invaded. The neighbors cat had escaped, and in it's feline confusion (or possibly in a bid to take over the world one house at a time) wandered into my living room. I was a bit surprised, but watched for a moment to see if she would leave on her own. No dice. I got up to assist her gently on her way, and she decided to explore, which meant she sprinted upstairs. Hmmm. I decided to follow, and attempt to nicely remove her, as this is not a cat friendly household at the moment. I extended a friendly hand to her, and received what I believe was an acceptance of friendship in the form of kitty nuzzles and a request to be petted.

So far, so good. I then attempted to gently lift the confused kitty and walk her to the door. This is where things went wrong. Kitty objected strenuously to being removed. I was bitten and clawed, and Kitty ran past me, assumed on her way out. I am a bleeder, so I attempted to clean myself up, then called the oldest son to help me confirm Kitty had vacated the premises, with a warning to call me if he found her and not to touch her. Kitty was found in short order, making herself at home in Son's room. Crap. I decided friendship and gentleness was a lost cause. I grabbed a shirt, threw it over kitty, and hauled her out the door kicking, biting, and screaming. As I stated earlier, I am a bleeder. The cat did enough damage to my hands that the house looked like a crime scene. Son was rather traumatized, and went outside to yell at his friends about how he hates their stupid cat and it hurt his mommy.

I was a bit frazzled for a few minutes, trying to clean myself up enough to calm him down and prove I wasn't dying, and explain to the neighbors why I had bled all over their cat. They were truly appalled, and Kitty is grounded indefinitely. I managed to calm Son, and proceeded to clean and dress my hands. In spite of all my precautions, I woke up this morning with swollen and infected bite wounds.

I spent the morning in the ER, being pumped full of antibiotics and filling out a report for PMO. I have a week of oral and topical antibiotics, and my hands are still swollen and painful to move.

No knitting.

I think I might go insane.

In Sock Wars news, my doom socks are in the mail, and I am about 24 hours or one email from declaring myself dead. I made it to the final 97 (or less) and got within 14 days of the end game, well beyond what I expected. I'm so playing again, and next time I'm avoiding felines and Strep carriers. At least I get to use that cool obituary A and I collaborated on...

This is so accurate it's freaky!

the Questioner
Thanks for taking the test !

you chose CY - your Enneagram type is SIX.

"I am affectionate and skeptical"

Questioners are responsible, trustworthy, and value loyalty to family, friends, groups, and causes. Their personalities range broadly from reserved and timid to outspoken and confrontative.

How to Get Along with Me

• Be direct and clear.
  
• Listen to me carefully.
  
• Don't judge me for my anxiety.
  
• Work things through with me.
  
• Reassure me that everything is OK between us.
  
• Laugh and make jokes with me.
  
• Gently push me toward new experiences.
  
• Try not to overreact to my overreacting.

What I Like About Being a Six

• being committed and faithful to family and friends
  
• being responsible and hardworking
  
• being compassionate toward others
  
• having intellect and wit
  
• being a nonconformist
  
• confronting danger bravely
  
• being direct and assertive

What's Hard About Being a Six

• the constant push and pull involved in trying to make up my mind
  
• procrastinating because of fear of failure; having little confidence in myself
  
• fearing being abandoned or taken advantage of
  
• exhausting myself by worrying and scanning for danger
  
• wishing I had a rule book at work so I could do everything right
  
• being too critical of myself when I haven't lived up to my expectations

Sixes as Children Often

• are friendly, likable, and dependable, and/or sarcastic, bossy, and stubborn
  
• are anxious and hypervigilant; anticipate danger
  
• form a team of "us against them" with a best friend or parent
  
• look to groups or authorities to protect them and/or question authority and rebel
  
• are neglected or abused, come from unpredictable or alcoholic families, and/or take on the fearfulness of an overly anxious parent

Sixes as Parents

• are often loving, nurturing, and have a strong sense of duty
  
• are sometimes reluctant to give their children independence
  
• worry more than most that their children will get hurt
  
• sometimes have trouble saying no and setting boundaries

Renee Baron & Elizabeth Wagele

The Enneagram Made Easy
Discover the 9 Types of People
Harper SanFrancisco, 1994, 161 pages

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