Yeah, I'm that kind of smart spelled I-D-I-O-T.
This week, my husband is in training. Man night is not called off, and apparently they have social meet and greets after class. In the next state over. If I see my husband before he leaves for work it's a victory. But if shorty stays up long enough to see him at night it's a total complete loss. Think soul-crushing exhaustion and then add in pre-schooler reaction.... you have a little atomic bomb of misery just waiting to go off the first time little man is thwarted.
Woo-hoo?
So, in the afternoons/evenings instead of quality knitting time I get greeted with something like this:
I swear I did vacuum recently... just not today. |
Not bad for 4. |
In recompense, I'm finally starting to knit this beauty. Can't wait.....
I dyed this! |
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