I wish I had pictures of the projects I’ve been working on during my holiday – finishing a set of crochet placemats (8) for my mom, and starting my first ever sweater (of which I’ve completed the body and am just about to start on the arms) – because crochet is a lot more fun than all the crazy I’ve returned to.
Not only is tomorrow another big-horrible-announcement day at work (layoffs, program reconfiguring), but I’ve just now discovered that I’m scheduled for a *third* biopsy on my thyroid in the afternoon. (The biopsy wasn’t news, but I didn’t know the date until this morning). So that’s loads of fun in one day – morning with bosses and unhappy workers, afternoon with radiology (and big needles).
Remind me again why holidays can’t be *all* the time?