I am jumping out of my skin. So nervous. Or maybe excited, I'm not exactly anxious about tonight, somehow I know it'll be ok, wonderful even, but I'm still practically jumping out of my skin and the butterflies in my stomach have gone into overdrive. At least I'm able to work from home today, that helps with the inability to sit still.
Anyway, the pile of crap for goodwill is sitting outside, waiting for them to show up, and my stupid neighbors are slowly stealing everything. Very annoying. Not that I mind the stuff going away, I don't care where it ends up really, but I was kind of looking forward to getting the tax write-off for the pile of stuff. Oh well. At least I tried. If only the IRS gave you credit for that.
No luck on the knitting last night. I figure I should be able to knit while I'm on the road at least, that's something.
And very little progress on Harry Potter. I can't quite believe that I am really too excited/nervous/jumpy to read Harry Potter. This is a shameful thing.
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