Progress

Six weeks and two days from our departure, I’m finally beginning to make some progress on the huge to-do list that has been staring me in the face for the past few months. Of course, it seems like each time I cross something off, another two or three things are added. Which explains my fragile mental state this week. I know it will all get done. I just wish I wasn’t the one that was responsible for taking care of it.

First, the fun stuff. I know you’re going to say that these things were not essential to get done before we pack out, and you’re right. But any knitter or quilter knows that putting away a half-finished project is a sure sign that said project will never get finished. Especially if it is doomed to sit in a box, in a crate, in a warehouse somewhere for the next 5 months. Both the socks and the quilts are completed. However, I don’ t have a photo of the quilts because they are already packed away in a box somewhere. I’m sure they’ll make an appearance on the blog later.

Next up were the handbags that I volunteered myself to make for my brother’s May wedding. He and his fiancee are keeping it simple (relatively speaking) and having a very DIY wedding. Luckily, they have my mom – the Martha Stewart of Northern Indiana – doing most of the work for them. But I’m pitching in as much as I can from overseas. These are the wristlet bags for the bridesmaids (myself included), which match the sashes on the dresses that are being made by my mom. There’s also a white bag for the bride, but she has to wait to see that one.

And finally, the pets are officially prepared to go overseas. (Well, besides the international certificate of health we have to get a few days before we leave.) I kind of felt like a counterfeiter putting passport photos into passports, even if it was just for a dog and a cat. And then, as with most things lately (further proving my declining mental health), it became overwhelmingly silly to me. Oh, the things I do for these two.