So much has happened since I last wrote. My sister is married, but not living with the man she is married to, and I am living with a man I am not married to — everything is as it should be more or less (my sister would be quite happy to live with the man she is married to, but I am happy to be living with the man I am not married to).
I got to a bride’s maid for the first time. Which of course means being primped:
You can’t tell, but I have a nice cup of coffee in my hands, so it is all good.
I have moved to the thriving metropolis of Regina. We are very happy with our new apartment and are still putting everything together. Due to not being in the province the week before we moved (see previous paragraph), we paid movers to pack for us. This led to us paying to move an empty Snapple bottle and other random objects of no continuing value.
Finally, I have decided to change — what better time for new years type resolutions than moving to another city. I am quite suspicious of trying to accomplish anything great that you start at the beginning of January — I prefer September and my birthday overall, but surely a new city gives you the potential for a whole new start. If it doesn’t make you feel too tired or exasperated at my lack of initiative (it really could go either way), here is a shortened list of new initiatives:
I have started running.
I have started outsourcing my knitting when I don’t have time to knit all my samples.
I have decided to keep the place cleaner (what else am I doing with my time anyway? — well aside from knitting, please see previous item).
I have decided to stop getting so worked up about work — it’s just a job after all.
I have started knitting a pair of socks (yes, socks — it’s a red letter change).
I have decided to many other things besides, some of which I can’t recall and some of which I don’t care to share.
I will leave you with a glipse of the brilliance that is my sock:
Surely only good things will come of this.