Cold Enough For Ya?

Well, the good news is my revisions for Lunatic Lounge have been rescued. I have to go back through it and fix the paragraph breaks, spacing, and other such things, but this will be a walk in the park compared to trying to do it all over again.

I have many projects to tend to. And not just in writing. Some have deadlines(the blanket I'm crocheting for my Mother's Christmas present and the scarf I'm knitting for my sister) Others I'd just like to see finished 'soon'. I'm working on a scarf for myself, which I'd like to get finished before winter's over so it can serve it's purpose. There was a sweater I was going to try for Jim's Christmas present, but I've never tried anything as ambitious as a sweater and I'd like to do a 'test run' before commiting to the final project. Plus, Jim had specifically requested no Christmas presents this year as he feels we're both two poor to be spending any money on presents. (Although the sweater would be made, not purchased)
It occured to me as I was watching Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets the other night that I might be able to make a Griffindor Scarf. I've got burgundy and yellow ochre. Or I could go shopping if I wanted to find yarn closer to Griffindor's colors.

All knitting aside,
I also have a number of novels to finish. I've got to stop butterflying around.(Start one, get distracted and start a different one) Just choose a story and stick to it.

The painting has kind of fallen by the roadside so to speak. But it's not been lost all together. Since none of it's deadline-related(lest I wanted to do one for a Christmas present) it's no biggie and I'll get to it when the inspiration's right.

We had ourselves a good, solid snowstorm. Like living in a snowglobe. I just wish whoever's shaking us would stop it. I dig snow as much as the next cat, but my Jimmy's out there on the road and I need to know he's safe. He'll be back Sunday. I forgot to ask him if he got any pictures of his new grandson. I'm sure he has.

So I have much to do today. And I can either keep searching for my cookie cutters or say "Fuckit, I tried" and get some new ones.

Oh, and it's looking like the 31st won't be a holiday and I'll be required to work. This will make the church social connundrum a moot point. I was fully prepared to go(it's not so awful that I couldn't manage a couple three hours there) --BUT when given the choice of either sitting there, bored out of my skull and taking an attendance penalty or maintaining my attendance record and getting PAID. I'll take work, thank you.