I can’t say this has been a great holiday. I can’t say it was a good year. In fact, it was a pretty crappy year.
The Great Yarn Giveaway was a success. My knitty friends did an admirable job and all staggered out with more yarn than I believe they planned to take. A very good friend did me the greatest kindness and took everything that was left over to a local charity. I cannot emphasize enough, the satisfaction of not having to deal with any yarn after the giveaway.
In addition to having my dining room back, I have my living room back too. The next task is to replace the broken shelves with bookcases so all those books can come off the floor.
The 1/4 left that I kept is still a very respectable amount. I will never lack for great knitting material. However, I at least have my arms around what I have and can actually make use of it now.
This small victory aside, the holiday has been overshadowed by the loss of my beloved Frankie. He was diagnosed with osteosarcoma. Unfortunately, it is not an uncommon disease for greyhounds and big dogs in general. I had to say good-bye only yesterday. I’m cleaning up the house for house guests but there are so many painful reminders of his illness and my caring for him 24/7 for nearly two weeks.
Oscar and I are sticking close to each other.
The bar has been set pretty low 2015. Try to do better than your predecessor.