Hooked Again

These are MINE

Get it? It's a *pun*!

I inherited a ton of crochet supplies from my grandma when we went to move her last weekend. Quilting was a big craft in my family, but I didn't realize both my grandmother and great-grandmother were big in crocheting too. My grandma had a couple of unfinished projects stored away and that was enough to get me to pick up my crochet hook again and start working. I found a bunch of granny squares and set about stitching them together for a small throw. My cat has already claimed it for himself. When I finish with this small project I'm going to start a blanket or afghan or *something*. It just felt so good to crochet again. And I like knowing that I am using things from my grandma. Even though I am the one piecing together the granny squares throw, it is still something *she* made and I will be able to remember her by when she's gone.

I keep forgetting to go the store and pick up my birth control prescription. I think part of the problem is I will have to take a pregnancy test before starting them and I just don't want to. Even knowing 100% that it will be negative doesn't keep it from hurting. And then feeling completely stupid for even having *done* the test when I *knew* it would be negative. I'll have to suck it up and do it anyway. I'm so ready for this surgery - I really wish it could be this Thursday instead of next. I'm ready for it to be done and I'm ready for a few guilt free days of lying around and sleeping.

I've started compiling an infertility play list. There are 4 songs that I've thought of so far which I strongly associate with my situation or have used to try to regain my courage to keep fighting. I think it may take me a few weeks to come up with a full playlist, but I'm happy to have this mini-project. It really helps me when I have music to listen to that perfectly fits my mood and right now, IF is definitely a *mood*.