Unmired and inspired

The fortunate thing about being a Sagittarius is that we don't tend to wallow in our self-pity for very long. Of course I'm speaking in general; you may know a Sag who does. It's not me.

So, I'm alright today. I overslept but rather than skip the shower or toss the hair up to disguise it's uncleanliness, I took my time. I listened to a few of my favorite songs before getting out of bed. That's the key--before getting out of bed. Have your music handy because once you're up, it's over. Then I showered, washed my hair, made it look acceptable, put make up on, ironed my clothes (gasp), stopped to put gas in the car, listened to more favorite music on the way in, and basically eased into my day. It has made all the difference. Although, I still haven't called Frau back. Avoidance, thy name is Laurie Ann.

I received my package from a knitting swap and it was chock full of inspiration. The softest yarn, needles, stitch markers, a necklace, patterns, chocolate and Twizzlers--not Red Vines. Ah, Twizzlers, food of the gods. And a big bag, too, not the wimpy single serve. My swap partner is awesome. (I'll post more on that later)

So there you have it. I'm on a sugar high and I actually want to knit. Problems solved. (if only)
But hey, why waste my time and yours with silly issues. Instead, please visit The Roy * for his rant on March. It is partially responsible for my good mood today.

*The Roy is my nephew, for those just visiting. I heart him immensely.