Tuesday, February 05, 2008

Moving Right Along


Change is in the air, and no, I'm not talking about the 60 degree weather we're having in February. Frankly, I kind of hate 60 degree weather in February. Where is my blizzard? Where is the reality stopping torrent of snow that is so fun to look at, but so aggravating to deal with?


I don't know.


I do know that I've been quite the slacker with the updates, and the worst part about it, is that that I have nothing to show for it. I have moved to another location in South Philly. We have a roof deck w/ fantastic views of the sports complex and New Jersey. It's so....not very romantic, but nice nonetheless. Roof decks are hot commodities in this town, so even though the apartment itself has peeling wallpaper, a really old stove, and visible water damage, it is saved by this roof deck. Thank goodness for that!


I turned 25 about a week ago. For my birthday, Mom was kind enough to trek over to Loop on a particularly blustery day and purchase a swift and a wool winder much to my delight. It is honestly one of the best gifts I have ever received, So, while the rest of my life is still sitting in boxes, at least my precious yarn is neat, organized, and ready to be turned into many spectacular things.


I'm not one for new year's resolutions, but after all this organizing and taking stock of my stash, I am definitely not buying any more yarn in the near future. I am on a stashbusting mission. In fact, I'm not even sure how I ended up with all this yarn to begin with. As always, thinking with my eyes and my hands and not my poor wallet.


Growing up is proving to be a royal pain in the ass some days. The end of grad school is fast approaching. Only 6 more weeks and I'll have no choice but to leave this unreal world that I've lived in for the past quarter century and trade it in for some alternate reality known as the real world.


I'm not so sure about this whole real world thing. I mean, I'm sure it will be nice, but I think it also comes with its own set of ideas and pressures and conformities. Essentially, the very things I hate. But, hey, at least with all this yarn, I'll be stylishly dressed for the adventure.