I'm done with the heel turn on my bayerische socks (though the current configuration of needle/stitch distribution is awkward), and am headed toward the toe as fast as I can stomach.
Also, ordered my DD stuff today and am freaking insane with happiness.
Sadly, my happiness will soon be turned to less cheerful purpose, as I must stomach going through a few tupperwares containing my childhood and see what I need to retain in order to maintain a healthy sense of personal history. Dad is selling the house, and there seems to be no further guarantee that my things will be put into storage as originally planned. I have feelings about the reasons for the change that I shall spare you, o gentle readers, lest the slow trickle of concentrated bile render your eyes useless for further reading.
Anyone want a Babysitters' Club doll? I think I have Kristi and Mary Kate...
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