Another week another jumper

I'm not sure that I even really like it though, I think I'm going to have to wear it in and see if we can get to know each other. I made it because I wanted to work out the sizing/measurements to make a granny square/peplum dress to wear to Patrick Wolf. In the even I am going to make the bodice out of lots of small granny squares rather than one big one, but this experiment will still be useful to help with the sizing, just need to make it a bit smaller as it is a dress, not a jumper. If I have the time before April I am also planning to make a matching cardigan. 

Et voila. 

I have been a bit of a lost soul this week (year, decade?) and I'm really fighting my natural urge to lie down today and am planning to have a day of action. Sooty has to go back to the vet today - his recurring swelling turned out to be an abscess which burst in the night before his vets appointment, so he ended up going to hospital and having a whole load of stuff doing. Thank goodness for pet insurance. 
After the vets though, I am going to leap into action, get out the binbags and boxes and sort out stuff either for the loft or the tip. I am drowning in stuff, I have no time or energy and I feel totally trapped. For the first time in a few months I felt a little tickle of some paintings in my head, but there is absolutely no way I can do any painting when I am so burdened by my surroundings. 

Sometimes it feels like there is very much too much adult stuff to do. Letters from hmrc saying we owe them money, kitchen finance, kids upset at school, local crime. I remember so vividly being 18 and not giving a shit about anything. 

 

Here I am. 18 - no shits.