Woooo, it’s the freakin’ weekend!
I haven’t been in a blogging kind of mood of late. I have written two posts over the past two weeks, but I didn’t have any photos to go with them so didn’t put them up. Everything looks snazzier with photos.
This morning I’ve been up and busy with the good ol’ digital camera. I have just under a week until the most glorious day of the month: payday! I’m counting down the days this month: Muriel had a service at the beginning of February. I patted her bonnet in a “Please don’t cost me too much money, little car” sort of way as I left her at the garage. Fat lot of good that did me. I suspected she needed new brake pads. Rather, I hoped she needed new brake pads, instead of needing both new pads and discs. Which she did. Muriel does like me to prove me devotion to her, and it was with eyes half shut that I slid my debit card into the PIN machine when I went to collect her.
Anyway! Before I start ranting on about the robbing railway companies which are also having a negative impact on my financial situation, I will tell you about my thrilling week. I expect you’re on the edge of your seat =)
The name of the game for me at the moment is ‘free activities’. After much swatching and pondering I have finally started to knit myself a Peyton. I’m using a pure silk yarn from my stash, and I have to admit that I’m not too sure how things will pan out. I think the finished product could end up being a bit small, but I’ll just go along with it for now. I’ve finished Sleeve One (I like to start with the sleeves) and cast on for Sleeve Two at Knit Happens on Thursday. The fact that I didn’t even finish casting on should demonstrate how devoted I have been to my knitting this week. I’m having to set myself a target: second sleeve finished by next Saturday!
I’ve also invested in a little something in an attempt to appease my intermittent obsession with starting a vegetable patch. A grow-your-own-salad kit! It’s for ages 3 plus. Nevermind. It was a bargainous £3 and contains seeds for cucumber, tomatoes, little gem lettuce and some sort of pepper. Perhaps California delight? I forget. The way I see it, if I can manage to grow something using a kid’s seed kit, I will consider myself a potential candidate for cultivating a full-on veggie patch. I’m just not sure how I’d deal with all the wild rabbits we have hopping about around here. Big nets, I suppose, over the scrumptious veg. We shall see.
My weekend of freeness started last night as I mucked out my bedroom and bathroom. What japes. Still, both badly needed some attention. I really need to go through my wardrobe and drawers to rid myself of thing I no longer wear, but I think I’ll try to save that excitement for another day. I daren’t get rid of anything at the moment, as the shops are all full of such rubbish I’ll end up having to go to work naked. Could someone please tell the doom-and-gloom enconomists that retail spending isn’t in decline because we don’t have any money: it’s because there’s nothing nice to buy! If Topshop bother to make something half-decent, I will bother to buy it.
(Saying that, my good old failsafe Joules has brought out its Spring/Summer collection. I’m trying not to look at the site too much yet so as not to bankrupt myself.)
My tummy is full of my other free activity: making pancakes. My pancake hunger wasn’t satisfied on Pancake Day so I thought I’d break out the whisk this morning. I must admit thatI normally just use a fork, but since my friend Louise bought a whisk when we were in the supermarket last week I’ve had a desire to whisk something. Whether it was down to the whisk or not I’m quite sure they were the best pancakes I’ve ever made. Yum.
And now I’m off to entertain myself in some other cost-free way. I might clean my money pit of a car or possibly even go for a bike ride, before it starts snowing again. I could even try to sort out this website or go and make some progress on my sleeve. Only time will tell.
Have a great weekend, everyone.
