| | I had to drive to Norwood today to help pick up one of the cars that was being serviced, since there wasn't anyone else who could take Stacey. It's about a half-hour drive, and since it wasn't raining it was fine with me to get out of the office, but in a typical example of my luck, there was a huge traffic jam on the way back that doubled the time it took to get home. I was out of the office for about three and a half hours all told. It wasn't a particularly stressful situation - it would have been if the family was here and probably demanding something of us - and was almost enjoyable, really, except for the fact that I didn't get to eat lunch until 3:30 in the afternoon. In fact, I should probably feel a lot more indignant about it than I do, but I'll count the fact that I don't really care as a win.
Stacey was more levelheaded today, too, which helped. I'm so easily influenced by other people's moods it's not even funny. I feel more cheerful because she was more cheerful, which is definitely going to help come next week. They don't want her working at the house anymore after her outburst the other day, but that's obviously going to change when they realize that they need someone at the house for their own convenience. It puts more of a burden on me and the other people still at the house, but I guess it can't be helped.
In other news. I'm so close to finishing my afghan. It's pretty exciting. I have two more rows to attach to the main part, then I've got to zip through the vertical seams, do a border, block it (steaming it with an iron to make it less crinkly), and that'll be that. It looks great right now, and I'm just a little bit proud of myself for doing such a good job. It's not absolutely perfect, although I think blocking it will smooth out a lot of the weird bits, but you have to look for the mistakes and the overall impression is of like, a real afghan. It makes me happy.
I don't know whether I should go to Sail Boston this weekend or not. On one hand, it's pretty neat to see all the ships and stuff (although I've actually seen a few of them already), but on the other hand, it's apparently super crowded and I always find it terribly awkward to go to those sorts of things by myself. There are some things I can do alone, but going to an event that's primarily for families and stuff, wandering around aimlessly with a camera held in a very defensive manner...it's not really all that fun. It seems a shame to miss it, but it's an aspect of my life (or lack thereof) that I don't really feel capable of facing at the moment. I guess that's even sadder than having no life at all. I think instead, after a whole month of hectic weekends, it'll behoove me to have a quiet few days, taking care of chores, doing some light shopping, and preparing myself not only for The Return, but also for my mom visiting next week. I always feel like I have to scrub up extra well for my mom.
I think it's definitely time that I go to bed. Crocheting is an exhausting pursuit, after all. No, I was tired when I woke up this morning, and surprisingly it hasn't gotten much better throughout the day. I've got to make some real progress on the task I'm working on this week, even though my software is broken and I can't seem to get it to work, because something's installed weirdly even though I reinstalled it all properly, and Java hates me, and weird error messages are berating me left and right. It's sort of a mess, but nice people in Illinois are doing their best to help me out of it. We'll see what happens tomorrow, I guess.
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