I'm a well read grad student who's bluntly honest about all things, although I try to be most honest about myself.
I feel almost sacrilegious saying it because I feel like everyone loves this - but I'm not loving it. Liking it? Yes. Just not loving it.
I did, however, get a bunch read while I prepared a 1400 yard lace weight skein of yarn for more experimentation with dying. Meanwhile, I managed to heat set the first batch of four skeins, although I didn't realize I'd have to let the water run/twist out the excess dye. I should have, but... I've heard blue is pretty notorious to use, and although my blue turned out purple - I must have accidentally got some red in there - it's mostly blue, and came out pretty well so I'm proud of that.
That being said, I'm waiting for the first batch to dry out before I end up taking pictures. I'm *hoping* tomorrow.
(Also, the day I pick up the last three pieces of art framed. And I have to pick up Jurassic World on blu-ray from the library, because it's Star-Lord taming raptors and I know it's supposed to be super awful with the women characters but Star-Lord taming raptors is the thing I never knew I needed in my life and I need it now.)
I'm still shaky and depressed: it's things happening in real life, and me cursing so badly my mom ended up laughing because she'd never heard *that* combination of words come out of my mouth - multiple times. She was like 'that is the greatest thing I've ever heard.'
Anyway, yeah, I'm trying to focus on the good - the dying, the art, the reading for the Hugo awards - to keep myself from bursting into tears which has been, yeah a daily thing. As someone pointed out: it could be side effects from the medication and I might just be too stressed out to function properly. (Also, right after I burst into tears, I wailed 'the medicine fixed my heart and then it broke my heart.' That is, I can go up stairs, but the emotions are too much.)
I'm tired. I'm gonna jump in the shower because I got all sweaty sitting in one place wrapping the skeins. (I have to do it again to get them into the proper shape for dying, too :/ But tomorrow/after the first batch dries and I can try knitting with those, I think.)
I hope people have been having easier times than I have. I know I don't have it super bad, but it's been rough for me anyway. So, yeah, sleep, getting my shit done in the morning then work. Then getting more shit done later at night.