Things are starting to normalize chez moi. Mondays are good for that I think. Starting yet another crazed work week is sometimes the just what you need to take your mind off of things. I can’t say the events for the last 4 or 5 days have ever once brought me to tears. I’m sad but I didn’t lose a loved one. I barely knew my step-brother. But being one person removed from the pain hasn’t been sunshine and lollipops either. It’s never enjoyable to watch someone you care about go through this type of pain. One thing this event has taught me is that all the silly shit that happens day to day really doesn’t matter. All the office politics and little squabbles mean nothing at the end of the day.

Today was a typical “case of mondays” monday. Someone at work freaked out about their workload and apparently offered me a replacement (without consulting me and knowing that I’m swamped as it is). 7 days ago I would have spent my Monday muttering to myself and having mini panic attacks. Now it really doesn’t seem all that important. I’ll do her work and get paid a little more and be a little more exhausted. So what? It’s not the end of the world.

Of course I’m super happy to be home so I can get into my comfy clothes, curl up on the couch and knit. I’m nearly done with the baby sweater. I’m going to finish the collar tonight and start seaming the arms and collar. If I have enough time want to start blocking all the pieces for Joyella so I can finally call that sweater done. And no more sadness for me, just knitting and love.