Letter #12

Hi Dad,

How are you?  Making friends?  I hope so, wherever you are.  I'd hate to think of you having a beer at a lonely bar all by yourself, with just a bartender.  Although that may be your idea of heaven for all I know.  Pretty close, pretty close.  I'm doing pretty good.  Got a few things done today.  My energy level is kinda low.  I probably overdid it yesterday. 

I got this grey and blue yarn at Michael's yesterday, Homespun, the color is called Waterfall.  Mix it with turquoise yarn and you get... the beginnings of a scarf for J.  Here's a photo:

I also bought myself a purse/tote bag at Penny's.  It's so pretty, all my favorite colors in one purse.  It was over 1/2 off.  I took a picture.

I have a thing for purses.  Shoes too.  Shoe shopping just isn't as much fun.  I always need a certain type of shoe, but rarely find it in my size, in my price range.

I took a picture of Chris in his new Seahawks hat, but I'm going to respect his privacy and not post his picture on the internet.  This is new for me, but he's so dang paranoid about being under the radar, etc.  You know how he is.  I may change my mind later.

I feel a little behind the 8 ball this week.  Usually, when I have stuff to do, I don't let it get to me too much. I mean lately.  Before I was a ball of anxiety, stress and worry, but I seem to have gotten over a lot of that.  I just have a lot to do this week.  More than usual.  Stuff for school that I haven't even gotten to yet.  Other classes I'm taking, books I'm reading.  You know how it is.  I forced myself to take a break today because I was just fretting and spinning my wheels.

I miss you, Dad.

I guess some lessons you have to learn on your own.  Still, it'd be nice if you were around.

Sleep well...

LOVE

Anne