That Time Again

I need change. I need a road trip. I need to chop all of my hair off again. Or dye it. I need a new job. A self-inflicted stick+poke. My keyboard at my house. Something. I think, for now, I'm going to buy new yarn, in a less barf color that what I own, as well as bigger needles and start anew on my scarf. That, I feel, is the least drastic of my ideas, which is probably good for me. About two to three times a year, I have to do something crazy on a whim. This time, for my hair's sake, I'll try to start small, but I'm sure I will be discontent until it's an actual change. In fact, denying it for now may make it worse in the long run. I never wait- it's just I have little moneys, which keeps me from doing what I'd like to do, for the most part.

This is a small project. While this scarf is being made, I’ve got another plan to look forward to, in case I get too ancy in the meantime.

I just like having things to look forward to and be excited about. And things right now seem a bit stagnant.