This has been a funky week. Since the semester started, I've only really felt caught-up with my work for a day or so. I feel like I'm pelting from thing to thing and just barely keeping it together. I feel stretched, "like butter scraped over too much bread." This past week someone I thought I respected did something that made me really question whether I should continue to do so. Other people I've known for years are "liking" and posting really mean things on Facebook -- not mean toward me, but mean toward the less fortunate, immigrants, or people that want to treat the poor kindly, and that nastiness finds its way into my feed. I've been "un-following" a lot of people to try to stem the vitriol, but I think I'll have to cut loose a few more. The negativity can be wearing on the soul.
When did being so mean become so fashionable? Or acceptable?
Meanwhile, I dug out the front band for the Jupiter cardigan and have done a good twelve inches in the past couple of evenings. There's about that much more to go before it's long enough to sew on and get that sweater finished, out of my basket, and onto my back for this winter. It could happen.
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