I slept from 9pm last night till almost 8am this morning. 11 hours, ugh. Either I'm truly exhausted (even though I'm doing barely anything) or this is just another part of the depression. That's getting added to the list of things to tell the doc tomorrow. Please hope for rain so that way I actually have my husband with me, and don't need to take the stupid medical taxi thing. It's nice my insurance provides it, but they are jerks and impatient.
I tried crotcheting last night, but failed. I use to be so good at this, but I couldn't even get a basic slip stitch started. So now the ball of yarn is just resting on my desk and probably going to collect dust until someone has patience to help me figure out where I went wrong.
Sarah & DH Alan
Our angel in heaven, DS Connor 10/2/09 to 10/5/09
Madison Lesh, arrived 12/2/14
Baby #3, arriving 1/12/16, fingers crossed
, 11 cats
and always rescuing more! RIP Momma Furby </3