Three WEEKS?

Holy crap on a stick, I did not realize I'd gone three weeks without blogging. I am SORRY, world who reads this - I did not fall and hurt myself again or anything, just been insanely busy with work, work, and work (yes, I'm up to THREE jobs now, but only for a few weeks more), and trying to squeeze in time with Peter, and keeping food in the house for us and the cats, and... well, life, you know? And I've barely had ANY knitting time, so the "Knit Spot" side of things has kind of fallen away a bit.

I have, however, learned to crochet. *GASP!* I know. But I had to, for work - we're having a "Yarn Event" at the store on Nov. 11 and there are crochet demos and we didn't have anyone to do them, so since I'm the designated Yarn Guru of our store, I said I'd try to learn enough to do the demos. It's actually not as hard as I remembered it being when I tried before, and while not as fun as knitting, it's another fiber skill and that's all to the good. It does really REALLY eat yarn though. I don't know if it's the whole "3x as much" that the Harlot claims, but it is more than knitting uses for the same area. Ah well. I'm just doing squares for blankets with some Bernat Supersaver, so it's not like burning through stash or anything. I'll post a picture on the weekend maybe.

What else? Well, work work work. Office work is at an odd point - we're winding down 2007 and simultaneously getting ready to roll out 2008. This week and next are going to be totally In-Sane. But then things should even out a bit. Store work - well, Christmas is 2 months and 3 days away. Which means a ton of freight in, most of it covered in glitter and with U.S. price labels affixed that have to be removed before it can go to the floor. FUN way to spend a Saturday/Sunday morning, I can tell you... thank heavens I'm not vain about my nails like some of the girls! And store classes are going pretty well, wrapping up Socktoberfest tomorrow night and then November will be "Knitting Circle/Project Help" which I don't have to prepare anything for, just show up and knit and chat and help. That'll be fun. And this week is the last week of my school board class for the Fall - then I'm on hiatus until February, when I will be teaching 2 classes for them on Mon/Wed nights. Probably a good thing, because in February I tend to want to just crawl into fuzzy PJs and hide until April, and this will get me out and being social in the evenings.

Home - yes, I do TOO have a home life! Moush (our older cat) had to go to the kitty hospital last week, she's 15 years old and (was) full of crap. Digestive issues of the blocking kind. She's home and better now, got some better-quality kitty food (both the girls are loving the new food) and has had a personality transformation! Before, she was totally anti-social, and particularly did not like me one little bit. If our house were a street she'd jaywalk to get away from me, you know? Now, believe it or not, she's sleeping ON ME at night, or between Peter and I. Bizarre. I think it's because he took her to the vet and therefore is on her s**t list, whereas I did not and am hence the good one, at least for now. Squeeky is fine, out prowling and howling at night having a fine time with her harem of boyfriends. She's fixed, so it's just for fun. Bad kitty! :) She comes in at breakfast, naps all day, goes out after dinner. I swear, we've got a teenager on our hands, in kitty years.

Oh, and my hubby... yes, I still have him too. :D
However... well, things are going through a transitional period right now. (WE ARE FINE, this is not a relationship issue!!!) Peter's changed careers, closed his business and is now going to be driving long-haul transport truck. Which is great, the pay is amazingly good and it's work he's really enthusiastic about (what little boy doesn't want to be a truck driver, right?). But - there's a but, yes. This week he's on training so out of town until Friday. No problem, he'll be home on the weekend. Next week, though, he starts his three-month "break-in" period, where he will be on the road for two weeks at a stretch and then home for three days, then gone again. This rotation goes for three months, then he gets a regular route and shorter trip lengths.

I feel weird about it, to be honest. One, the money is GOOD, and we need it. Realistically after Christmas the Michaels' hours will fall off again and it will be nice not to be pinching pennies for a change. Two, we're both pretty independent and it's not like I will fall apart with him away. I will eat, the cats will eat, the house will be cleaned, the bills paid, etc. Knitting will be done, I can play Warcraft and blog and Ravelry and whatever. I'm also not a fraidy-cat about weird noises in the night or anything, and I do have some good friends and neighbours close at hand. BUT - (there's my but again!) I will miss him. Terribly, in fact - I know this because I miss him now and it's his first night away. However, we have phone and email and this is a TEMPORARY situation. And there's that little voice that says "Hey, he's not in the Forces or anything, he'll be home often, don't worry, it'll be fine." In fact I'm much better off than my sister, who only sees her hubby 2-3 times a YEAR, for a week or maybe two. (Of course, my hubby is better than hers, but that's a long story we won't get into).

So, we live, and we adjust, and we carry on. And if, after three months, we really HATE the long haul, he can always drive local for less money but more home time. And we can adjust to that too. Believe me, we as a couple are nothing if not adaptable. Hell, we dated for 5 1/2 years before moving in together, and for most of that time we only saw each other on weekends. Then when his mom got sick he was at her house more than ours. Then she died, and I finally got him to myself, but we've both been working such crazy hours to pay the bills sometimes we only see each other to fall into bed and sleep. So really, we can hack this.

And wow, was that a lengthy blargh of blogging! So now you're caught up. Miss me?