I glanced up at the clock and thought, I was going to stop knitting and go do a blog entry five minutes ago.
…I was going to stop knitting and go blog half an hour ago.
…I was going to–eh, it’s been almost 45 minutes, we have to get up early to pick Michelle up at the airport, I’m running out of time in the day and my hands need a break anyway.
And that’s what got me to finally come over here. (A side note: that timestamp up there is still on daylight savings time.)
Oh, and, Ellen’s right; baking that fleece would definitely be the way to go, clearly; the only thing standing in my way of just going and doing that yesterday was the simple silliness of I had never done such a thing before.