Random Ramblings

Hello, hello. Much to say, but I don't feel like writing it. However, the longer I wait, the more pointless it will be to post it. So quickly here, with a few pictures, I embark on my post of completely unconnected subjects.

1. Good bye Potatia. She left me on Friday, September 2. She'd been pretty much dead in the driveway since the middle of July, but she's finally been towed away for charity. Here's a few pics of her very last moments with me:

It was sad to hear that she'll "be going into the crusher." I knew she wouldn't be much good for anyone else after me, but I still didn't want to hear of her sad fate.

2. I've been experimenting some with new knit patterns. What do you think?


From left to right, the stitch patterns are: checkerboard, basketweave, bobbles, twisted drop stitch, drop stitch. The background of the bobbles is stockinette and there are a few rows of garter around the two drop stitch rows.

It was a lot of fun trying out new stitches. I'm going to have to find a way to add some of them into future garments.

3. I start my internship tomorrow and school on Thursday. I can't really post a whole lot about either until after they happen, but I just wanted to put it out there. I'm really not excited to be going in at 8:00am tomorrow, though. How un-fun is that? And I'm supposed to be functional? Hmm. Not sure how that will go. On top of it all, though, I have managed to get through the summer with very few nervous/anxiety/bad heart days. Now, with just these two new events looming over me, it's all returning. Yuck. With any luck, however, this internship will not cause my nerves to go crazy on me. Most of my duties with them (from what I understand so far) will be researching, writing proposals, and perhaps speaking at the statehouse. All of which I am capable of with no adverse side effects. I do get a touch of jitters with public speaking, but nothing to the extent that I actually have a bad heart day because of it. The fact that I will have very minimal interactions with people and no clients in the sense that you would think a social worker would have clients makes me quite happy and positive about this internship. Now if only I could get my nervous body to agree with my rational head, things will go just fine.