I'm just barely here. I'm hurt. I'm "suffering" all kinds of agony. Okay, "suffering" may not be totally correct as things could definitely be worse. But I feel as though I'm am suffering of sorts and I just have to share the "misery."
Bad Project
The big work project went off without a hitch at the end of last week, but I've been sulking around ever since. I'm pretty sure that I'm suffering from post work-project depression. This is not something I'm familiar with as I'm usually more than happy to move on to the next thing. I think I just enjoyed this one so much that it's hard to see it end. Of course, the next project is even bigger and should prove to be even more challenging, but I'm still sad to see my baby "grow up" and end.
As sick puppies go, I'm hurt.
Bad Blogger
First of all, I'm the world's worst blogger. The WORST! It has come to my attention that I've only managed to post eight entries this month. Eight out of 29. Bad as that sounds, that's one more entry than I managed to post last month. Yes, I am ashamed of myself. Yes, I am busy, but that's not a valid excuse as I manage to waste plenty of time each day doing nothing much of anything when I could be saying something here.
As bloggers go, I'm hurt.
Bad Gardener
At first glance, it would appear that I am a good gardener. I certainly don't mess around when I'm gardening. We don't cut corners around here. I'm VERY organized in that I gather all my supplies and go about my work with a plan. But it's definitely not a labor of love as I do not ENJOY it for a second. I do not love to garden. It would have to be a labor of hate. I attack the gardening on high speed. Doing things right, while getting done as soon as possible is the mission.
And with The Hubby suffering from a broken leg and ankle and all, the gardening, and any outside chore for that matter, rests squarely on my shoulders.
I do love it when I'm done though. I love the sense of accomplishment from having the yard work done. I enjoy seeing the pretty flowers and neatly trimmed shrubs. I'm just not too fond of the work.
The entire weekend consisted of gardening on high speed, including the digging up of a huge bush that had died, and every muscle in my body aches right now. It actually hurt to lift the 20 oz water bottle to my lips earlier tonight.
As people go, I'm hurt.
Bad Sunburn
I managed to get a horrible sunburn at the soccer game today. Hello, it's APRIL. Sunburn in April? I guess there's a first time for everything.
As pain goes, I'm even more hurt.
Bad Good Knitter
I haven't been able to knit anything complicated as I just can't focus enough for that, but I have been knitting away on socks. I should have another pair completed soon. And I've been eying the WIP basket, dreaming of finishing even more projects. Suddenly, I'm all about adding the finished projects into the finished projects gallery. It's an obsession. What can I say?
As obsessive knitters go, I'm hurt.