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So Tired

So, neither the Responsible Me nor the Knitting Me won yesterday. Instead the Mommy Me held the baby who was unhappy. Today, the Daughter Me sat at the hospital all day. My mom had her thyroid removed. Does hanging out with my dad waiting count as doing something with him? We did discuss world events, mostly about how people who chose to go to Lebanon should quit whining because the federal government did not show up within 15 minutes to rescue them from *their own choices*. This was followed by the rhetorical “whatever happened to accepting personal responsibility?”

I did get a few rounds on the sweater. 10 are left, at 100 stitches each. Yes, 1000** stitches separate me from my finished sweater. (Plus sewn cast off and finishing). And I bet I am too tired to get it done tonight.

Oops, 13 rounds/1300 stitches

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