Reasons I feel cranky:
The new updated editor in Blogger is driving me crazy! I’ve been trying to write a post about a quilt retreat I went to yesterday afternoon/evening and trying to post multiple pictures is so frustrating and stupid. (Sorry to use that kind of language.)
I think I’ve been doing too much laundry.
I feel like I’ve been cleaning my house non-stop, every minute I’ve been home since we got back from our family trip this week. And looking around it looks just as messy as it did when I started.
I am so behind on all my emails. (Sorry if you’re waiting to hear from me, the week ahead should be a lot less crazy.)
My computer is moving SO SLLOOWWW.
This blog post is whiney and lame.
I shouldn’t feel cranky but I do
Reasons I shouldn’t feel cranky:
I got to go to part of a quilt retreat yesterday afternoon. It took some orchestration, but I got to sit and sew for a few hours straight! And eat a yummy dinner (that I didn’t have to make!) with really nice (and funny) quilters. What a dream!
I got to go to sunny California with my entire family last weekend! And it was sunny and warm. (Now that my fabric stash is no longer alone and vulnerable, I can reveal my previously-undisclosed President’s Day weekend vacation.)
I got to go to Super Target today! (Oh ST, how I miss you. – I live too far away to go once a week like I used to, but it was so good to be back.)
I hit a vintage sheet jackpot today. (The thrift store is right by Super Target so I snuck in a quick trip.) Great finds. I thought they didn’t exist anymore.
I am eating chocolate chip cookies, which I made because I was feeling cranky and to share with my little Primary (Sunday School) class at Church tomorrow. (I think the cookies are helping.)
The Olympics are on. My kids are just as obsessed as I am. And I love having something to watch with them that we all like. (Except why all the creepy Shutter Island ads? Seriously, why?)
See? Great stuff. All this goodness should overcome the crankies.
So I think I should just go to bed and try again on Monday. At which point I promise not to be so whiney.