
I was really excited to stitch on her again after such a long break. Luckily, I got quite a lote done and am very proud with every stitch. She is my therapy for being so sad and lonely.
Maybe going to the opera was a bad idea. I feel so awful today
or maybe it’s stress or depression. I don’t know.
I don’t know, but I don’t feel like going to school anymore. I’d rather have a home of my own, being married and have kids. School is just about another 3 years of living somewhere small (if we can stay at the apartment) and having no money. Andy does not want me to quit school, but when I am done I am like 27 … and starting with kids that age is kind of late, I feel. Esp as it’s not even sure if we can ever have any.
I also happened to remember why I dislike a certain person and her surroundings so bad. It’s a good thing I remember, so I won’t be tempted to forget or feel bad.
Aireen’s mom Beverly died. She was 12. She started being unable to probably walk with her back paws months ago, but otherwise she was doing fine. I saw her a month or so ago, and she was so happy we visited. However, on Monday her condition worsened so bad, that my godmom Ute had to go to the VET with her to put her to sleep.
The VET gave her the pinprick in Ute’s car and she was allowed to take her back home. She feell asleep for good in her lap. They burried her in their backyard where she loved to lay around.

I started a new project. It’s going to be a lavender sachet bad with a bear holding a flower. Self-designed, of course. Hope you enjoy it.