Like I've said before, crocheting is therapeutic for me. As well as creating in general. But as I sit here with a dent in my middle finger and my pinkie worn smooth from hours of mad crocheting I can't help but feel overwhelmed. I don't know what it is lately, or maybe I do. I am sick of feeling so anxious, to not be able to walk into a public place without feeling completely panicked. To feel alone, and helpless. I did force myself to go to hobby lobby tonight (alone) and buy a book and some more yarn. I hated every bit of it. From the time I left my car until I returned I was in sheer panic mode. Why can't I just go into public without having panic attacks like everyone else?
This book has such beautiful pictures, and awesome crochet techniques. I can't wait to learn them!
Look at this awesome owl measuring tape & vintage crochet hooks that were in my book!
I hate to be so negative, I try my hardest to put a happy face on my blog. I just can't do it tonight though, today was hard. I'll be the first to admit it, but tomorrow is a new day. I plan to wake up and after cleaning up a bit take my dogs on a nice little walk. I plan to make tomorrow be a good day. I hope that the sun will still be willing to come out, now that I am finally able to be off work when it happens. I need one good sunny day. I need a vacation, I need to get out of this dreary state even if it is just for one day.
I discovered today that I have a mouse (or mice) in my house. I hate mice. I noticed when I went to get my dogs food bag out from under the sink. When I picked it up food started pouring out of the bottom of the bag. Upon further inspection I discovered a hole had been chewed through the bottom. Great. I promise I will be in better spirits tomorrow (or at least blog like I am). Maybe I shouldn't be blogging at 1:54 in the morning. Have a good Saturday everyone, AND don't forget to enter my giveaway. It ends at 11:00 pm tonight (saturday)