I'm the operator of my pocket calculator

It is 9:00 a.m. and I am supposed to be at work now but I was awakened at 4:00 a.m. completely nauseated from non-work-related stress and I am finding it difficult to move very far. I should stay home and watch horrible talk shows but I can't. Is it worthwhile to stress about something over which I have no control? No, of course not, it's a complete waste of time. Bah.

And because I am a masochist, I have joined Round 5 of the We Love Our Blythes swap on Craftster, only it's now called "We Love Our Blythes and Pullips." They've a new organizer, a member of long-standing and the requirements are far, far less so there should not be as much spazzing as with the last two swaps. The new organizer is also a Pullip person but I have chosen to overlook that as she has promised to try and match partners by doll type.

So I now feel motivated to make-a some things, some lovely doll things, and I do believe I will finish up some wee knitted things that now lay half-finished since doing so really is calming because I need to focus on that and only that. Too bad there's no SnB tonight or I'd go and drag a doll with me (ha!).

I'd looooove to actually use my patio and sit outside since the nights are so nice but my neighbors constantly accost me and I have no peace. Boy, that studio space in Santa Monica is looking better and better every day.

Ack! I need to take photos of the grapes because some of the bunches have actually ripened! And are now attracting wasps so my time is limited.