So, I’m sitting at my desk, and I look at my calendar, and realize, Christmas is in 9 days, and my Christmas knitting is not even close to being finished. F*** is what I said, I have been trippen. I don’t know if I’m going to finish, seriously. I’m off of work the three days before Christmas, but Michael is going to be here, I don’t know what I’m going to do. Hopefully he’ll just want to be lazy, and then I can knit and we can watch movies or something. Cause if he wants to go out, I’m going to be in trouble.




