Two Weeks, Really?

I knew it had been a while since I'd posted, but I hadn't realized two entire weeks had passed. Oh, well, it's not like anyone but me reads this.

Knitting

I'm about a quarter of the way through the striped baby blanket. I thought I was further along, but I was measuring incorrectly (don't ask, I'm a beginner). I spent most of the weekend not knitting, actually, just wasn't in the mood for some reason. I got back into it this evening for a while, and I'm still occasionally driving with my sock knitting in my lap. I still haven't gotten the photos of the first blanket developed, I guess I should look into a digital camera if I want to put photos on this site with any regularity.

Writing

I found another writing book (yeah, because I needed another one of those) that I like a great deal. It is Making a Literary Life: Advice for Writers and other Dreamers by Carolyn See. Even though she says a lot of what I know already, the way she says it cuts to the heart of what I need to hear right now. I'm hoping that by reading bits of it over from time to time I will be able to convince myself to get back to some regular writing time.

Life

Just trying to get by day to day. I'm mired in some sort of depression fueled apathy right now. I don't want to be at work when I have to be there, but I'm not able to make up my mind what I'd rather be doing instead. I've been watching Olympic coverage sporadically, it's on in the background now, along with some rambunctious, hungry cats. Time to feed the critters and put myself to bed, I do believe.