This photo was taken during my morning run. (My TERRIBLE run. My run during which I couldn’t actually RUN for ten minutes without stopping. Apparently, I have no drive unless the little man in my ear is yelling at me! It looks like I need to keep the little man around.)
Perfect weather. Perfect trees. Perfect leaves. Perfect sun. Perfect mom deer and her two baby deers. Argh. It’s just too much. I can’t get enough of this time of year. (We’re going to a marching band competition on Saturday, and it’s also our eleven year anniversary. I will probably put on my clogs and explode with Perfect Dayitatum.)
After this morning’s run, I came home, tried to figure out how to open two Excel files side by side, and eventually left for a veggie kebob lunch with a friend. I then returned home, somehow got the Excel thing to work, and quickly left the house to sit in the pick-up line and work on the headband for a half hour. Back to school at 5:00 to pick Meredith up from Girls on the Run. Straight to Panera for black bean soup and then to a retirement center at 5:50 so Meredith could sing with her choir.
Now? Now I’m back home and I’m getting ready to pajamafy myself and either hit the Excel files or the headband. I haven’t yet decided.
Wait! Em! You asked how I pick up knitting and know where I am in the pattern after the project lies dormant for a bit. I write all over my patterns, I have a ton of row counters that I leave in the Ziploc bags with my projects, and I often write notes on pieces of tiny notebook paper and stick those in the bag, too. (I have a terrible memory. I used to have a great memory. I have no idea what happened.)