Last week did not begin as smoothly as some.

I burned the ever-loving crap out of my left hand making braised pork roast Monday night.  I had a huge orange blister on my ring finger, which has since subsided into a gaping pit of raw skin and pain. Luckily, it doesn’t prohibit knitting entirely, but did slow it down quite a bit at first.

As a result, I did not finish the hand-dyed sweater as I had hoped.  I did manage to get it all done and dusted Tuesday night, so look for a pretty picture entry about it soon.

My cat is, as has been mentioned, kind of a jerk.  I went to the pet store Tuesday and got some litter marketed as cat-attracting, in the hopes that it would magically make her start using her box for all types of elimination.  Miracle of miracles, it worked.  Cat is ecstatic about her new clay litter, and I think she’s drinking more on purpose just to have an excuse to use it.  The downside is that she’s so enthusiastic about her box usage that she buries like a sodding backhoe.  My bathroom (and the rest of the house, since this stuff tracks like crazy) is covered in a fine layer of clay-ey grit.  Ugh.  I can’t win.

I elected not to attend a concert Tuesday night for which I obtained tickets months ago, which sold out in a matter of seconds, for a band that hasn’t played NYC in years, that would probably have been really mellow and interesting, because I thought sleep was more important.  I don’t think I was wrong, but it was a hard call to make and I’m sad that I missed a show for which I had psyched myself up for so long.

Also discovered that all the professional, capable-looking clothing I own is either extremely drab or doesn’t fit.  I hate everything. Except, apparently, food.  In my face.

That discovery was made while planning my outfit for a meeting Wednesday that may literally alter the course of my life.

Luckily, said meeting seemed to go epically well.  As a result though, I am committed to a course of action that will likely eradicate a healthy chunk of my free time over the next two months.  To wit, I helped rig and film some stunts on Sunday morning before going in to the yarn store.  This necessitated rising at 5:00 am, to be on set in Westchester by 7:30 am.  We finished at 11:00 am, and then I rushed back into the city to get to work about 5 minutes after noon.  I yarned until 5:00 pm, then came home.

It should also be mentioned that I finished two projects this weekend.  Which leaves that “impossible” list I composed several entries ago down to only two items, one of which is half-finished and the other I plan to start tonight.

I might complete all the challenges for both my games this month.  Wow.

I need to make a date with sleep, though.  That would be nice.