Why, might you ask, am I short on sleep?Why else?
Ever since the kitty water
Theo has asthma (and has lost two and a half pounds--yay!).
In general, the asthma wouldn't be so bad, but ever since we have curtailed his outside privileges, he has been using litter boxes more, and of course the clumping litter we have been buying creates a lot of dust & has made his mild asthma much more noticeable--and has covered every upstairs surface with grey dust. The doctor gave him a shot that will clear up his symptoms for 6 weeks and told me to switch cat litter.
A normally easy-going cat, Theo has learned to HATE vets, and spent all of yesterday hiding and sulking. I spent all of yesterday groveling. At 3:00 this morning, Theo was ready to forgive me and was really insistent about it, so that was the end of sleep for me.
Going on 5 hours of sleep, I decided knitting with big needles was my best bet today, so I finished the front of the yoke sweater
(and why they pattern isn't just done as a normal raglan is anyone's guess. Maybe someone at Vogue thinks seams are fun?), and I started the sleeves:I was hoping to be able to say I had used up one more ball of yarn today, but I'm not quite there. But I am really jazzed about perhaps finishing two projects in a row, so maybe I could finally be contracting a little case of "finishitis".....