The Washington DC metro area had an ice storm last night and all I got was some lousy rain.
But apparently in the outlying areas there was some serious icing going on. So much so that the federal government announced a two-hour delayed opening and unscheduled leave. I looked out my window when I got up this morning and saw cars zooming along I-395 at their normal speed, so I plodded in to work at my usual time. Nay, actually, I went in 15 minutes early.
Why am I telling you this? No reason, except that it’s Random Wednesday.
Dudes — Chill!
I’ve been blogging now for nigh on 6 years and I really ought to know better than to make a statement like “I’ve been particularly tired since the start of the year” in my blog. Because a statement like that always brings on a spate of kindly, well-meaning, but un-asked-for medical advice.
I mentioned pervasive fatigue as an excuse for not doing much knitting on my current project (not that I need to make excuses, but that’s another issue), but what I have not mentioned (well, I might have alluded to it) is that I’m working on approximately seventy ga-jillion things that are not bloggable, and that situation is in a large part contributing to said fatigue and issues with not getting enough sleep. Nnnnnnnnnnn-kay?
Fortunately, sixty ga-jillion of those things will be over and done with by mid-March so things should ease up. In the words of the poet Percy Bysshe Shelley: “If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?”
Of course, I could go all negative-y and think like the immortal T.S. Eliot:
“April is the cruelest month, breeding lilacs out of the dead land, mixing memory and desire, stirring dull roots with spring rain”
But now I’m just rambling, aren’t I?
Poo free, as free as the wind blows, as free as the grass grows . . .
A few of you asked me if I’m still shampoo free. Yep, I am, and very happy with it, thanks very much. I’m still using the Chaz Dean Cucumber Aloe Cleansing Conditioner. How committed to it am I?
That would be the gallon size.
Hey! An entire post with no pictures of knitting. I think that’s a new personal best for me.
But my day would not be complete without a picture of Lucy.