Yopping Update #42 - I NEED more stitch markers

Here I sit drinking BLACK coffee.  I ran out of milk yesterday and we won't get groceries until Tuesday afternoon.  I can do this. Right?  I added some collagen powder to the BLACK coffee - that is how desperate I am people.

Now, back to real problems.  I NEED more stitch markers.  Anyone that has been following my blog may remember a post I wrote years ago about my, ahem shall we say, 'problem' with stitch markers.
You can read about it here.

Anyways....I was working this week on getting caught up on the Wrapped in Jamie CAL and as a very newbie crocheter I was using a fair number of stitch markers to keep track of things - and for the most part I had enough.  Then this happened:

56 stitch markers!

Now as you can see I clearly had enough stitch markers - but I find the french pins don't slide in and out of the stitch as easily as the plastic ones.  So, already having a bad mental health day on April 14th (I think that was last Tuesday), I sent this text to my sister -

I think her response might be (by some) considered enabling behaviour

It may seem funny now (not), and clearly I meant to type gonna instead of goona, but I was in quite a state at the time.  I was also going to write a blog post this week called  - Fuck being brave, but as my uncle used to say - calmer heads prevailed.

So it has been that kind of a week.

Crocheting got done:

square 7 - The Duel

Scars - Square 8

Square 9 - Rebekkah
Border also done - but too lazy to take another picture

Pattern 10 is being released  at the end of the month - so I played around a little with the placement of the first nine squares:

There was some spinning and plying too:

50 meters
good colour for my one of the three kings I think

My sourdough starter took off

so I took out some discard and re-fed it.  My scottish heritage wouldn't let me throw out the discard so I made some yummy sourdough/cornmeal/blueberry/raspberry muffins.

I had nothing on my needles - and although the wool has been shipped for my daughter's sweater it hasn't arrived yet.  But my dear sister came to the rescue and this arrived by expedited post.

her son wants Victor the Viking for his car's antennae

which I have already made some progress on:

can we say labour of love?

There was a few zoom meetings, and even a zoom karaoke night which was silly fun and finally put a smile on my face.  Earlier in the day my twelve step group had a zoom meeting that took about 30 minutes for us all to get in and sorted.  I joked that now we all REALLY needed the meeting - and it was good to decompress surrounded by supporting friends.

I did get around to finishing the edits on my novel - now to finalize the formatting and then we shall see what comes next.  I am seriously thinking of just self-publishing as an ebook to get it out into the world.  But, as I said, we shall see.

We got an order of meat and dry goods on Friday, and on Tuesday we will put in an order for some fresh vegetable, fruit, and MILK!.  God help me - two more mornings of BLACK coffee.

We had a lovely whatsapp video chat with our daughter this morning.  Our grand-daughter kept pointing at us saying YOU!  Too cute.  She calls me Baku and my dh is Paku.  We love those names.

I finished the Neil Gaiman book, Anansi Boys, and I really enjoyed it.  Now I am starting The Last Station, by Jay Parini.  It is a novel about Tolstoy's Final Year.  I want to read the book before I see the movie.

I have been watching 800 Words on Acorn TV and enjoying it very much.  Low key drama about a father and two teenagers who move to New Zealand from Australia after the mom dies.  Lots of quirky locals to contend with, and beautiful scenery too.

Take care, dear readers, and don't bother suggesting solutions for my stitch marker addiction.  I know, I know admitting you have a problem is the first step.

no problems here!