I was standing on the subway platform last night, futzing with my knitting bag inside my larger tote, and my camera fell out. It landed screen-side down on the cement platform. The LCD is cracked and not working. I'm going to have to send it away again.
Sometimes it seems like I can't keep anything nice.
And if my work e-mail doesn't start working, my head's going to explode.
I'm past the elbow on the first sleeve of drab. It's taking longer than I'd like. Mainly because it's a pain having to move the whole sweater around. I don't think I'll be able to wear it to work this week, but I will have it finished.
Why is a conference call with an agenda of 3 points taking more than an hour?
my life as a crocheter & knitter & working mom
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Because conference calls are a tool of the devil.
awww man,...I hate it when that stuff happens... (my password? jerni....)
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