ambientfiligree

I feel like I'm losing my mind. I found the yarns I was looking for, found one of the books I was looking for, cannot find the other book I'm looking for. I haven't gone through my room with a fine-toothed comb, but I've looked around A LOT. All my bookshelves, all around the house. I just want my frickin' book. This kind of thing is like a daily punishment. Still missing my second set of double points. Frankly, I'd buy the digital version of the book, but it's not available as a PDF and I like my digital knitting books as PDFs. My nook is old and B&W, so it doesn't handle color documents well. BN is weird about what you can and can't read on your computer.

I think I know what early Alzheimer's feels like now. Maybe I can enlist Becki to help me clean my room. I tried to get mom's help today, but one of the screws in her ankle is backing out and it's very painful. As always, I feel like all my problems could be solved by winning the lotto. (Pay someone to clean my room and organize it for me! Buy an iPad, so I can read my color ebooks on a digital device! And look hella professional when discussing plans for a knitting class! Buy more double points, replace my bent ones! Go to France! Go to India! Be freeeeee~)