You wouldn't know it, but it's my weekend. You know why you wouldn't know it? Because I'm at work. It's almost okay, because yesterday I got up for long enough to move to the couch, where Lottie and I slept ALL DAY LONG. I can't put into words how tired I was. People, I was too tired to watch TV. I thought I might be sick, but everything seems in order today. Hooray!

This morning Ashley and I walked over to Henry's for breakfast. It was delicious and we had a nice time chatting about the shop and making plans. After breakfast (and then tea at K&F) we strolled back to the shop and tackled the back closet. So many abandoned knitted projects. So many rusty tools. SO MUCH PAPER. It's all tidy and organized now - and how could it not be? All that crap is now sitting on our dining room floor upstairs.

I guess that's it for now. I just fell into a mac n' cheese coma.