I have to admit to a little schadenfreude right now. It's making me feel a little less alone. I have one sleeve done that might get ripped back and most of the body and the past month has been so insane that I've barely touched it.
Yesterday I started trying to get the house back in order--it is truly Chez Chaos right now--can't find a damn thing. Can't find the bag with the rest of the Hadley yarn, spent two days looking for my phone (it was in the laundry) and I still can't figure out what happened to all my bras. The only one that I can put my hands on right now is the one that both underwires went rogue on at a fundraiser last week. One of them is still in my purse and the other one is somewhere in my car.
I know where the laundry is because it is everywhere and I know where the wine and all the condiments are because they are in the fridge. Otherwise, its anyone's guess.
Hopefully I will be back on track soon.