Meanderings: September 22, 1999

Wednesday,
September 22, 1999

No, I'm not feeling much better. But I'm not going to bore people with my whining, so my emotional state will just have to deal for now.

On the somewhat brighter side, I did some more squares on that Tumbling Tropics baby blanket I'm making for Lyndon's friend's son. I figure I can get this and the matching blanket for the boy's older sister done by Christmas, and then they can be presents. It would be nice to show the parents that I can finish a project, seeing as I still haven't finished their wedding quilt and it's going on five years now. Apparently, however, that just makes me a veteran quilter (you aren't a vet unless you have at least two Works In Progress and a number of projects that you're going to get back to Real Soon Now), so that's okay. I really do have to finish that quilt, though.

Positive, positive, think positive thoughts. Well, I'm going to Swecon (the big Swedish SF/F convention) in two weeks, and I'm on three panels, so that should be interesting. Going to London at the end of October to visit friends and pick up Tina, who's coming back here to live with us while she gets her A levels finished with a correspondence school. I seem to be doing well with the short stories -- one's finished, one's in progress, I have a funny short-shirt that is looking for a good home. I may go to London for a week for training classes.

Oh, God, this is pathetic, isn't it? All right, the real reason why I'm emotionally muddled -- I've put on weight since I came back from vacation, and despite apparent warning signals, the monthly red red robin hasn't come bob bob bobbin' along. Which means. . .oh, my.

Screw it. I'm going up to the apotek to get a test. Results in tomorrow's entry.

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