So yesterday I came home after work and the gym to the darkness of my apartment. In a panic, I think to myself did I pay the electric bill? Well, yes, I did, and as it turns out several buildings in our complex were without power. What's a girl to do? I lit some candles and tried to knit. Tried being the key word. That did not really work out for me. I should have just taken a little nap instead. After growing frustrated in the darkness, I laid on the couch (under a blanket because it was so cold in here) and waited for Alex to get home. Then we got the hell out of here and ate some delicious dinner. The point of this story? I did not get to knit last night. This displeased me greatly. Well, I probably could have knit last night except when the power finally came back on we decided that the Christmas tree could not stay up a moment longer.
That's my story for today. It is brought to you by the letter G and the number 12. :)