Time has been in serious short supply lately. I am very happily sitting my butt down tonight for the first time in…a while.
Most of it, of course, is of my own making. I’m spending all kinds of time with The New Beau (future blog post note). I’ve been working out quite a bit (future blog post note). I’ve had to work late one night a week with The Job. Outside of Sleep, I’ve literally spent less than eight hours a week at home doing stuff. My Tivo is near to bursting, I’ve forgotten what my couch feels like under my butt, and my cat is pissed.
Just another day in the life…
I’m tired. But I’m happy. Funny how that works, huh?
In the last week, I have learned how to use a pastry bag (by making these awesome brandy snaps) and sewn an eyemask:
In the last 36 hours I have finished my first pillow and made salted caramels:
I am currently looking forward to a trip to Charleston (sometime in the next two months) and a surfing lesson, and to visit from the maternal unit.
And a possible move to Finland?
Doubtful, but not outside of the realm of possibility.
Because you really never know…
Life is fun, i’n’it?