Hi friends. I promise I’m alive. I started a new job last January and it’s a writing job. Which means that when I get home at night the last thing I want to do is keep writing. I have this nasty habit of taking things I love and turning them into jobs and clearly, I’m still going strong with that one.
I also lost my knitting mojo a bit over the spring and summer. Salt Lake City was ungodly hot in June and July and knitting just seemed masochistic. But I’m good now! So good in fact that my arm started cramping up yesterday from knitting.
In lieu of a real blog post, I’m going to leave you with some pictures of what I’ve been gettin’ up to (drinking, knitting, crop tops and water seem to be a theme). I’ll get my act together and start posting more regularly again. Happy knitting!
You may have gleaned from my last post that I am no longer in Arizona. The snow was probably a give away. Last month I got a job in Utah, and moved back to Salt Lake City in a hurry. I am working as an SEO Content Writer which I am really enjoying. I can make grammar jokes at work and people laugh which is mind blowing. It’s also helping me get my comma splicing habits under control. It’s good being in the company of fellow nerds.
A couple of my excellent friends let Piña and I stay with them for a while. Piña mostly terrorized their dog while we were there. If you can imagine the scene in The Princess Bride where Wesley takes down Andre the Giant with quick moves and mosquito-like persistence, it looked an awful lot like that every day.
Poor Odin was ready to have his lazy lifestyle back, so we found a house to live in. We tricked our good friend Emma (who I’m pretty sure reads this blog yaaaasssss kween) into living with us again. With our combined addictions, this duplex could turn into a craft studio in a hurry. Which I am obviously pumped about.
Maybe the most exciting part of renting a new house is that there is more room for all the yarn. Piña and I took a road trip to CO to pick up our things at my man friend’s folks’ place and we’ve been reunited with our treasures. But the light here is terrible, sorry for the picture quality.
Turns out you can quash the impulse to buy more yarn when you’re reunited with your stash and everything seems new again. If you need me, I’ll be knitting hexipuffs until my fingers fall off.