while i torture myself with these thoughts and plans and freak-outs, i have decided that it's time to make a point to learn and try new things. what am i gaining by sitting back and keeping within the routine? nothing. so, here goes.
two weekends ago, i learned how to crochet. i know it's not any sort of risky undertaking, but... baby steps. i have no desire to get crazy with it and crochet a sweater with little elephants in the stitches for my sister; i'll be happy with arm warmers and scarves. we'll see if my hands survive those. maybe then i'll do a blanket, but still with nothing fancy. i will NOT be one of those old ladies with little doilies that i made lying all over my house!
here's the progress so far:
not too shabby, eh? let's hope i can repeat the success!