m is for moving
so now i'm knitting-less. well, that's not entirely true. i forgot to pack rogue, so i still have that to work on.
that's funny. as if in my completely, utterly stress/freaked out/sad/emotional state, the thing i need to be working on is the most complicated pattern ever created. needless, i've hidden rogue in a drawer so the very sight of it won't stress me out even more.
in other moving news, i think i'm selling my car this afternoon. i'm actually 99.9% positive that i'm selling my car. and while i'm excited to have the extra cash influx, and while i know that selling my car was the right thing to do, i'm still feeling very, very sad about it. i've had my car for 11 years, since i was 16. it is the first, and only, car i have driven. i know it's just a car, and that i am probably being way overly emotional about it, but i kind of feel like - and this is so cheesy that i can't even believe i'm going to write - that that car has taken me on a journey from teenagehood to adulthood (feel free to laugh hysterically at me).
but, since i will no longer be driving, the car is going to buy me some drinks this evening to make me feel better.