Today I turned 35. I don't ever really think about my age all that much because I don't know how I'm supposed to feel about it. I'm not the type of person who does a lot of reflecting about where I am, where I've been and where I'm "supposed to be" at this point in my life. I'm just me and go with that. It works well for me. I like who I am and what I'm doing - and that's all I need right now...
Overall, I had a lovely day. I got to spend time with someone who's very special to me. And received my Snoopy card - is there any other kind of card for me? lol... And, talked with family and friends. Just kicked back and relaxed, too.
Otherwise, I've been doing a little more knitting lately - mostly on my 2 Monkey socks. How I love that pattern. It just doesn't get boring. I don't know what it is that makes it so addicting, but it is. And, one of these days, I'll do a proper FO post about a few things I've finished in the past few months. As I may have mentioned, knitting has been rather sparse for the most part around here. But, I'm beginning to remedy that. However, for now, I think I'll go do some reading...my mom bought me some of the books in the 5 part Dostoevsky set and now I want to get back to reading. I had been checking them out from the local library (I reached the checkout limit on book 1, so checked out book 2 -why? I don't know.), but soon realized, I need to savor them slowly. And, I want them as part of my personal library because I have a feeling I'll re-read parts of them again...