So, I got this nifty postcard in the mail reminding me about the Knit and Crochet Show in Portland the weekend of May 15th through the 17th.
Now, I know that I live in the land of Stitches. And I know that it would be much cheaper for me to go to Stitches. And I remember when I went to the Knit and Crochet show when it was in Oakland and it wasn't nearly as glamorous as Stitches, but I'm hoping that the Portland show might be better.
Besides.... It's Portland! I've always wanted to go to Portland. There's some sort of hipster mystique that I'd like to explore... despite the fact that I, myself am not really a hipster. But then there's also the music scene! I'd totally see a show in Portland.
But alas, I don't think I can afford a flight and a hotel. Maybe I should find another knitter who might let me stay at their house. So, yeah, if you're a Portland knitter who wants to go to the Knit and Crochet Show and you wouldn't mind putting me up for a day or two, leave me a comment. I promise I'm laid back and easy-going and perhaps I'll bring some knitting goodies to sweeten the deal.
The good news is that many of my Christmas knitting projects are knitt-ed.
The bad news is that they all need to be blocked.
Thankfully we are only 6 days away from the big C and I do still have time, but let's face it. My apartment's a mess. There's a resident cat who will investigate my blocking knits and walk all over them.
My bathroom sink is not appropriate for soaking knits (a less than ideal bathroom is one of the downsides of inexpensive rent in the San Francisco Bay Area), and I still have yet to purchase a squirt bottle.
But hey, that squirt bottle will get two birds with one stone: blocking and teaching the cat not to walk on my knitting.
Divorcing is not good for your health. Until recently I wasn't making a whole lot of money and I didn't have a lot of time, so that meant that I was eating some pretty crappy food. I took advantage of this time to indulge in some old junkfood favorites like macaroni and cheese, ramen noodles, mc donalds and burger king.
This is in stark contrast to my previous diet, which was optimized for my thyroid problem. I only ate organic and ate more fruits and vegetables. I stayed away from processed foods and only ate whole grains.
Six months later I can feel a difference. I don't have as much energy. I keep waking up in the middle of the night.
So I guess my new year's resolution (yes I'm already thinking about it) is to eat better.
No more crap.
More fruits, more veggies Only organic take vitamins and exercise more
It's just a matter of getting rid of the old bad eating habits.
I've read a bunch of Mary Shomon's books as I am a believer of taking responsibility for one's own health. I was skeptical of her stance about diet mainly because I didn't see a big difference in my energy levels when I stopped eating white breads and pastas. Now I'm realizing that when I first got diagnosed as hypothyroid I was already eating an organic diet.
Now having been eating crappy food for the last year I can totally see a difference and it sucks. So I'm thinking about doing the restart diet from Feeling Fat, Fuzzy and Frazzled.
Sorry boyfriend, I think this means you're going to have to start eating healthily too.
If you can imagine last Christmas was pretty awful, even with everybody's best intentions. There were people I didn't buy presents for, Christmas cards that didn't get posted. I'm hoping that people understand.
This year I'm trying to make up for all of that.
I've been shopping and knitting like a wild woman. The bargains are just too much to pass up. I'd say more, but then people's presents wouldn't be such a big surprise.
But I can tell you about the presents I bought for myself. It was mostly a lot of music.
I've been listening to a lot more music in the past year, because it helps me get through the shitty parts of the year and because it makes my long commute bearable. This is why I refer to my car as the traveling disco, even if I'm the only one dancing.
Admittedly, it wasn't very nice and I hated hurting someone who I did love. But it was the best decision for me. A year later I am much happier. I am more confident, more self assured, more self aware, more connected to my family, pursuing things closer to my skills, and I'm with someone better suited to me.
I hope that my ex is happier. I'm thankful that he and I have been communicative.
But that basically sums up why I haven't been blogging publicly. I didn't want to drag all of the yucky details for everyone to see. And it's been tremendously painful and difficult. But here I am on the other side and I've missed blogging.