We had a marathon shopping expedition today - drove to an outlet center 90 minutes away, then didn’t find a whole lot for anyone, but picked up a few basics we all needed.  We have had such a good time with Holly here this week!  I can’t believe she’ll be going in another week, but I know we have developed a good relationship, and will see each other often.  I think we’ve all learned a lot, and having her here has made the daily “drama” far less dramatic, and made the whole house dynamic a little bit nicer - I think we’re all trying pretty hard to make it all work, and it’s working well.  Of course, it will change tomorrow, as Shea leaves for a week at the beach with a friend.

My life is insane right now at work, as all the new teachers come tomorrow, and all the rest of the teachers come back on Tuesday, and it’s just mountains and mountains of paperwork.  I live for paperwork.  OK, not really.  I will say that being busy makes the days go fast, but I tend to lie in bed at night running through the “to-do’s” for tomorrow.  It all stresses me out a good bit, but in a few weeks, it will be calm until mid-October.  Calm is good - very good!

Not much knitting going on, though I frogged the whole 5″ of the Lotus Blossom tank (it was enormous, and just kept growing), and restarted it 2 sizes smaller.  The pair of socks is going very slowly.  I have figured out just why I don’t like doing 2 socks at once - it means that when I hit the boring parts (like the stockinette foot), there is twice as much boring stuff to get through.  I’d rather have cuff, heel, boring foot, toe, repeat, than have 2 long long stretches of boring foot to get through at the same time - I get about 4 rounds done and feel a serious need to just put it down.  My slightly OCD nature will just not let me start another project until the 4 on the needles are done, and the progress is very slow.  Can I say that I bore easily?  I do, and all of my projects seem to be at either boring points or difficult points (requiring much focus) right now, and it’s just not good for my knitting ego.  Add to that the fact that I haven’t bought yarn in a LONG time, and it’s just not fresh and exciting any more.  We were near my LYS the other day, and I had convinced Shea to stop, then talked myself out of it.  I want to prove to myself (and my family) that I have some self-control, and can make it until Labor Day without buying yarn.  Not that they’d notice, of course - when I told Mark last weekend that even if we found a shop, I couldn’t buy yarn, he wanted to know why.  Hello?  Just why am I going through this again, if nobody knows the difference?  I guess as long as the stash still fits in the same non-transparent containers, nobody really knows what’s in them but me.  And you.  But you won’t tell, right?

OK, I’m off to attempt at least one more round on the LBT.  Then I’m going to pick up a book and zone out for an hour or so before bedtime.

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