So my 2020 optimism was, indeed, quickly thwarted by the universe. In addition to the specter of war hovering over us, I had some family stuff over the weekend I don’t really want to get into.
Everyone will be OK, but so much for optimism.
It’s a sunny, sunny day, not sure of the temperature, and I have crocheted my first two hats.
Two.
And I actually like them both. Exciting.
Today is a day of tasks I’m not looking forward to, but that seems like the very fiber of Mondays. Just a hint of what’s to come: I’ve got to clean out the fridge.
Fun, right?
Anyway, I’m going to get going because that’s the only way to get done.
Pithy.
I should save it.
Have a great Monday.
