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I HAVE MOVED.

October 16, 2018 — 2 Comments

Hello, I am so sorry that I forgot to do this: my blog has moved to SquareSpace. The address is still Kathrynstransplants.com but this website will not be updated anymore.

The 6th of September.

Well, I am not going mad, nor am I doing the crochet wrong. I did some research online, found the pattern on another website, and discovered there are corrections on there! It would have been nice to have had them upon purchase but at least I have them now.

I have been exhausted all day, because I just could not get to sleep last night until after half past two. I’ve had about half my usual amount of sleep and I cannot cope. Zopiclone tonight.

I couldn’t even try to sleep in because I was at Black Sheep at half nine to have my hair changed. Full bleach, now it is purple with white streaks, although they are not really visible at the moment. If they don’t emerge when I wash it, then I can call and get Adam to lighten sections. We had some good chats today, about pug rehab, hair paint brushes, Bake Off, and we got very nostalgic trying to explain the brilliance of Borders to a member of staff too young to remember it.

That was my whole morning, and this afternoon I took a lot of selfies, then had one of my rest-naps. Came back downstairs about half past three, from which point I have done a blog post and worked on this difficult jumper.

The 7th of September.

I am sleepy again this evening, but that’s alright because it’s down to having Zopiclone last night. Thankfully it worked, and I had a beautifully long sleep.

I stayed in my pyjamas to begin with this morning, and once I’d finished my breakfast and coffee, I went upstairs to try on two dresses I had ordered as potential Christmas dresses. They are the same; one red, one green. Keeping the green one, red going back. Glad to have that sorted. Then I gave my hair a rinse – lots of purple water, but no white streaks have emerged, so I sent Sophie at Black Sheep a message and she’s booked me in for 9.15 in Tuesday morning to have Adam lighten some larger panels.

This afternoon, I’ve just been curled up, cosy in my chair. I watched Coraline, and had a go at the large cable pattern that’s in the complicated jumper. I’ve ordered some finer wool to try to make it properly, and I’m hoping that arrives tomorrow. There are so many knitted patterns that I like – I gave up on knitting a long time ago but I think I could learn to do it. If I do, that could become a dangerous habit. No more space in my wardrobe.

 

The 4th of September.

How is it I feel so different today? Thank you brain for not completely falling apart.

When I got up, both parents were out, because Daddy had an appointment at the QE to see a liver surgeon about these cysts that have been discovered, and Mommy had gone with him. However, not much came from that because the guy they saw hadn’t been sent the scans so it was not particularly helpful! Sigh.

While they were there, I wrote up a blog post, then continued with the crocheted sleeve of the complicated jumper.

My eye was cooperating with me today, so I felt able to go to the gym without having to douse it in drops constantly. It was really quiet in there, very few youths and nobody who caused offence to my nose with their body spray. You’d think having a lung disease would make it harder for me to smell people but the sensitivity is heightened. Stupid. The only person I did not like was a woman who came and stood next to me in the mats area, passive aggressively staring at the dumbells I was using. I gave them up and moved on because I couldn’t be arsed with that.

Got home, and had to time to get changed, finish the last few rounds of the sleeve, then eat dinner before going out again. Deborah Frances-White is doing a live reading/talk about her book The Guilty Feminist at The Glee, so I am off to that!

The 5th of September.

Oh, I am annoyed because this crochet pattern is stupid and impossible. I have done the first three rounds twice now and it does not make sense. I’m going to have to make a diagram. I’m so confused.

Really tired this morning, because it took me ages to go to sleep, so I have been full of yawns. After breakfast, I started unravelling the cardigan I was doing, and the yarn winder fell and knocked over my water, so we had to take everything off the table and dry it all. I am a wally.

So, once everything was dry and spread out all over the floor, I finished winding the wool, then started the body of the jumper. However, I didn’t get very far before lunch, then we had to go to the QE for me to see Mr. Kolli.

All good there! My eyes are doing well without the steroids (needing them very occasionally is fine) and my pressures have gone back down to 10 and 11 which is vastly improved. My eyelashes are behaving (mainly), so he’s very happy and doesn’t want to see me for four months.

Back home, I had a small coffee to wake myself up a bit, and since then I’ve been doing this stupid crochet. Need to work out what’s going wrong.

The 2nd of September.

What a nothing day.

So much nothing. I am full of yawns. I wrote up a blog post this morning, while watching Sunday Brunch. I think I started my crocheting before lunch? It’s all blurred together. I’m pretty sure I did, because I was on my own, and the only time that has happened was when Grandma was being taken home from church. I had to learn a new stitch (who knew there were stitches left for me to discover?) which was a bit counter-intuitive because you seem to go backwards. Weird.

This afternoon, I have had the tv noise drifting into my ears, while concentrating on my crochet. The amount I have done looks really rather minimal, but I’m trying out a relatively complex jumper pattern using some leftover wool. I’ve done about a quarter of the first sleeve, which has a cable running up it, and I really have to pay attention to what stitches go where because they constantly change. It’s going well, but my brain is tired.

The 3rd of September.

I’ve spent all day trying to distract myself from the fact that it’s a year today since Dean died. I’m really trying not to think about it because I started last night and just ended up sobbing. I didn’t want to do that again.

So I’ve felt kind of numb and sad instead. I thought I might go to the gym, but my left eye has been a problem and that was probably for the best because I don’t know how I would have had a decent session in this condition.

I had three episodes of The Magicians built up on TiVo, so two of those served to take my mind off things, and I carried on with the crochet I started yesterday. Then I went to sit with the two remaining kittens (who I’m really glad were still here) and watch some more House.

I just can’t talk about it. I miss him so much.

The 31st of August.

Today is stupid. The only good thing about it has been when I have been hanging out with the floofs.

I don’t know why. I am really tired, for no particular reason. I spent my morning finally finishing Hank the Dorset Down Sheep, who I had to put on hold because I was making him from a kit, and I ran out of wool. When I lost my wool needle, I ordered a new one from Toft, so at the same time I ordered some wool to finish him. I think I might have done the chains that make his coat two stitches short, but it’s not vastly noticeable if you don’t look too close.

After lunch, I went to the gym, where everything seemed a bit off. I wasn’t as good as usual at things, people kept being where I wanted to be, I kept catching smells in the back of my throat but couldn’t attribute them to specific people…just annoying.

Last night, a family came to see the kittens, and they want Anoushka and Archer. Tonight, a couple are coming, and I just hope they prefer Alissa and Aliyah! They are all so good – there is not one I would not have.

The 1st of September.

Two kittens down, two to go!

The other couple came last night, and they loved Alissa and Aliyah (because how could they not?), so it was decided they would pick them up today.

Didn’t do much this morning, except fill in the kitten paperwork (retrieving the forms was a challenge – two kittens got into the bathroom, so I had to chuck the other two in the cage, then herd the escapees back into their room) and paint my nails.

They weren’t coming until about half three, so after lunch I thought I’d do some crochet and watch a film. I browsed the selection on NowTV and decided on The Bourne Identity. I’ve never seen it and hey, I love a trashy action movie.

They arrived right on time, and I thought it was best if we did the paperwork in the living room, because the kittens would not have let us do it in peace. Once all the forms were filled in, it only took two minutes to get the kittens in their carrier (ensuring they’d got the right ones) and they took them home!

I’ve spent the rest of the afternoon with the other two, watching House, but they really don’t seem to have noticed anything’s different.