Here's something that puts butterflies into my stomach.
http://harveyvilleproject.com/yarnschool/index.html
It's a whole hour or so from our new house.
This is why I am sitting here just dying...my ds's birthday is in Oct. I'm going to be leaving the house on his birthday to attend my first seminar to begin my journey to become a doula. It's a long intensive weekend seminar. I get to see some good friends & the woman who inspired me & helped me bring my gorgeous little boy into this world is the instructor. This yarn school is the week prior. I would give my eye teeth to go. It looks fabulous. I could even commute if it was absolutely necessary, but dh's job may not be condusive to my attending this workshop the week prior to the doula workshop. I haven't completely ruled it out yet, but I'm not getting my hopes up too high yet. Ya know?
I just found out about the doula seminar recently & dh was all for it. Perhaps if I wait until after we get into the house & settled a bit & then bring it up I may have a better chance of schmoozing into it. It's killing me that it's so close.
That's my pity party for the day.
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