All in a day's work

The brain-in-a-box never left the building, so not only did I send a cop on a goose-chase, I may possibly be senile, at the ripe old age of thirty... something. Old. Something old. Thank you to all who left condolences for my sanity. I'll miss it, too.

Today was the trial-run of sock 'camp', which is less like camp and more like me popping up and down and circling like a shark (or a hummingbird... I like me some sugar) to all the 'campers' attempting their first socks. Everybody left with a little something on needles. I didn't have a good chance to get any inventory logged in due to the last 'camper', the phone, and, finally, when I got home around sevenish, THIS was waiting for me... Poof.

There went the rest of my evening. It is now 2:39 a.m. (I don't care what time blogger says it is, I can see the time on my own damn clock, thank you...) It's late, or rather, early now, and this is the second day in a row I will have gone to bed closer to three a.m. Which wouldn't suck if I could sleep till eight... wow. That *never* happens. Man, I sure miss sleep... but I'm fully committed to the dish rag tag, so I'm still awake, 'cuz I just finished this little number (and Debra, blogless Debra in KY... you're "it")

Yes, in a fit of sleep-deprivation, I succumbed to running a little organdy ribbon (can't find my secret stash of grosgrain, which means the girls *did*) through the eyelets. OMG. I spent an evening knitting a dish rag... with lacy bits. Lord love a duck, I *am* nuttier than squirrel turds. Mailing this off in a few hours. Total time spent at my house... are you sitting down? If I leave for the P.O. at ten in the morning, this box will have been in my house less than twenty hours. It took me four to knit this thing, because I kept losing my place. Had husband put in a favorite flick of mine as he stumbled up to bed, so I knitted to Reese Witherspoon and Mark Ruffalo. Before that, husband watched 'Waterboy', which always gives me giggle-fits, hence the losing my place on the dishrag... and I haven't even posted photos of the pretties Stephanie sent me for our swap. The yarn is gorgeous, the chocolate mints nearly gone, and as soon as I get Bigrrrl washed, she'll have a cute sticker to sport. I have never stuck a sticker on a vehicle before... but Bigrrrl likes it, so she agreed to putting it on her rump... or, possibly, her rear... window. Saw a cool sticker on a car on the way home tonight. "Humankind. Be Both" Interesting, no? Oh, I forgot to mention the soap. Yummy soap, in the spicy kind of scent I prefer. And *so* shimmery. She is a 'potions' expert... I'm hoping she'll make some for the shop someday, too.

I have to go sleep now, or all my effort to knit quick will be for naught. I'll catch y'all later. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz