Here we are at another Friday morning.  I am sitting at my desk with a pile of charts next to me almost 2 feet high.  They all need attention.  I also have about 18 treatment plans to write and really should get them done today since they were due in April.  I'm not usually behind in these but last month was a little rough and I let a few things slide.  I'll rectify that today.  Probably.  Hopefully.  I'm wearing my pink sneakers so anything is possible.  Maybe I'll be able to leap tall buildings in a single bound. (or tall piles of charts!) 

Peter Kevin and I are planning to have Date Night tonight.  Dinner and a movie.  We're thinking about seeing Thor since it promises not to be intellectually challenging.  I like Date Night.  We spend a lot of time on the weekends making sure the things that need to get done actually do get done but we need to spend some time just being together and having some fun. 

When we had our Health and Wellness fair two weeks ago, I had a skein of handspun yarn on the table to show it off as a finished product.  One of my coworkers who reconnected with her crafty self after our Fair in October came and asked about it.  I explained it was yarn I spun and she asked if she could have it.

Now, I would never ask someone to give me their handspun.  I know how much work/love goes into each skein and wouldn't presume.  She, however, had no idea and pleaded with me.  "But I LOVE this one, it's so BEAUTIFUL".  I caved and gave it to her for a scarf for her daughter.  She came back to me yesterday and asked if I had any more of that color.  The scarf is a little short and she needs to make it longer. 

Of course, I went home last night and found the other skein and hung it on her office door knob this morning.  I have a bit of roving left in those colors but I think I'll blend it in with something else.  One part of me is flattered that someone likes my work.  The other part is amazed that it didn't occur to her that this might be important to me since I made it.  I was giving away other skeins of mill spun with hooks and needles and directions so maybe she didn't see the difference.  Just one of those things.

I got home from work yesterday and slept for 90 minutes.  We got up and had dinner and I went to bed at 10:30 and slept through the night.  Tired?  Not me. 

We are having a hard time being motivated here today.  Spring is all over the place right outside my window and I want to ditch all this paper and go sit in the park. 

But I like my paycheck so I'll slog through.  Happy Friday all!