I'm home today, waking up with a sore throat, after waking up late. I slowly got ready for work, hemming and hawing about going and then I finally called my boss. She let me know that she wouldn't be going to work either. I have such a great boss.
This is a project that I am working on that I am calling the B.A.B. That's an acronym for Big Ass Bag. I doubled a pattern I usually use and now I wonder if I will ever finish it. It already has almost 4 skeins of yarn used in it, and I suspect I will need a couple more to complete it. Crap. I love the colors though, very oceany. My inspiration for making it is that I just hate bags that I can't store lots of stuff in. These kind of statements remind me more and more of my mother, who I love and respect very much but used to tease about her numerous bags, which she carried within other bags. Now I do the same.

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Love the bag, but hate it when I do the things I used to make fun of my mom for. I have meetings and junk all week, no nighttime tv for me.
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