One Crazy Fiber Lady

Well I’ll be damned.  First, thank you to everyone for their public and private support about updating the resume and starting to look.  You guys are definitely the best.  Makes me even more sheepish to admit this next bit.

I woke up this morning not hating my job so much… and I noticed that yesterday wasn’t so bad either.  Seems that my monthly friend arrived last night.  Could there be a connection?  I’d be loathe to admit it, but yes. 

Some 4 weeks ago or so, I went through another phase of not particularly liking my job nor my director.  I vaguely recall at that time that I had considered looking but had decided to wait until the end of the summer so I could enjoy the summer hours (Fridays ending at 1pm are hard to give up).  I also vaguely recall that I had noted a similar dislike some four weeks prior to that.

Playing armchair shrink, not to mention seeing a pattern that even this programmer cannot miss, I’m going to go out on a limb and declare it PMS.  There.  I said it.  Oy.  I’ve never really been a serious sufferer of it.  Oh sure.  Had the teen moodiness and well, still get the pre-period zits.  Joy.  Figured by the time I hit 40 that the zits would be gone.  Sigh.  Go know.  I seem to get a serious funk about a week before the period starts.  Hmm, maybe I don’t have to change jobs.  Oh and I wore the company clothes today which I had been seriously avoiding last week. 

I mentioned my theory to my sister today via IM and she queried as to whether I was still taking magnesium for PMS.  Blew my mind.  I didn’t even know I had taken it for that.  I only remember using it for killing cycle related migraines.  Seems she remembers it taming the PMS bitch too.  She might be right.  I have to hit the drug store tomorrow and give it a shot.  In the meantime, I found a WOMAN’s multi-vitamin that has a load of magnesium/calcium and the B complex (not to mention a truckload of other goodness) that I bought last year that hasn’t quite expired yet. 

On the up side my friend will be gone for MASW!  :)  Cate graciously invited the monkeys and me up for the festival. We’ll be heading up Friday (office is closed - woot), doing the festival on Saturday and then coming home that night.  Will I would love to attend the blegger, she and I agree that it just might not be the right spot for two pre-schoolers.  I’ll enjoy the trip nonetheless.

Knitting progresses.  Yesterday’s commuting knitting was the Ribby Shell in the Habu Textiles Bamboo that I bought some two years ago.  I’ve tried a number of patterns with it and they just weren’t right.  (Too tired to go blog digging to pull them all up, but I remember Soleil, Sigma and Chickami all being attempted.)  The yarn was then placed in timeout. 

I’ve hit that particular point in this project where I’m not sure if I’m going to have enough yarn.  It is yummy though and the drape is just divine.  I think I’ve been knitting socks to much on the train though as just about everyone who walked by me last night said something to the effect of "That’s an odd sock!".  I do take the same evening train and sit in one of two different seats.  The conductors and even the engineer know me. I’ve been gabbing with them as I get on now for a couple of months.  Nice guys.  Gives me a better perspective on NJ Transit and trains in general.

Speaking of which, so as to not freak people out again, I returned to the socks today on the train.  I’ve made decent progress on the second knee sock.  Geez, knee socks are L O N G.  This much knitting usually gives me 2 pairs!

I’m getting there.  I did get a little extra knitting time this morning though.  I got to the station early this morning only to stand on the platform and watch train after train woosh by, not stopping.  Instead of catching a 7:31 train, I was on the 9:08, making me very late instead of EARLY.  Hell, the 9:08 didn’t show up until 9:20 so I was really late.  I got to my desk at 10:30, only 3 hours after arriving at the train station.  NJTransit was pretty messed up today.

Anyway, time to pay some bills and relax before an early bed.  I’m exhausted.

Craft on!