Going to Bed Too Late

What a night.  I drove my SUV to the airport to leave for a few days and the dogs were in the back seat.  I didn't have any plans for them, no kennel reservations or friends to care for them, so I figured I'd just leave them in the car at the airport garage.  I'm not quite sure who the second dog was, but it bore a resemblance to Nate's old girlfriend's pit bull.  They were fine together in spite of Molly being a small appetizer portion...

I left a bowl of water but didn't have any food, and their leashes were on the front seat.  At the last minute I decided to leave a front car door unlocked, passenger side, in case someone came by to walk them.  And away I went.  In the plane I began to worry so called the kennel when I got off but they didn't have anyone to go fetch the dogs from the airport, never mind I didn't remember where the car was.  I called a few friends to see if they would go give them some food (good thing I left the door unlocked!), but no one was home.  I was feeling guilty and starting to think maybe I was neglectful.  There were some scenes of me running through the garage looking for the car when I returned and hearing doggy yowling...

Then I woke up.  And I don't have an SUV or two dogs.

This was all brought upon by the 'Letting Something Go' website I sent you to last night-  I had been reading balloons and identifying way too much with some of the messages.  Then, I talked to Nate and sent a few of my own balloons up. One of his suggestions was  I 'let go' of my last two Tibetans, the sibling pair we had for the kids when they were young.  Two dogs that I loved.  And I suggested he 'let go' of his ex-girlfriend's dog, a sweet natured pit bull he loved.  And I was worrying that TY wasn't feeding Molly back in MA this week without me nagging at him (of course needlessly!)  And I am thinking about driving to Ft. Lauderdale and finding the parking garage at the airport to pick up Sylvia in a few days.  And I made my reservation to fly home in a week.  Not to mention I had watched a hideous episode of Real Housewives of NYC where all of them are on their worst behavior at all times, but this one was a real train wreck.  (My friends not being there for me to go feed the dogs at the airport?)  Maybe.

My hands are hurting from so much knitting-  I have 17 circles to go which should work out perfectly with my one remaining skein.  I couldn't stop last night and will pay for it today.  So, today I am sworn off any knitting and will head for the studio as soon as my coffee is gone and I put on underwear.  And brush my teeth.  I have to be OK to start the Noro coat as soon as I get back to Boston-  I sent the box of yarn back in the car.  This coat:

Should keep me busy for a couple of months, eh?  Especially since those bands are all long knit strips and then woven together so basically I have to make TWO coats.  What am I-  nuts?  Again, it'a an inscrutable Japanese idea-  gorgeous, but WTF?  I have fallen for it again.  And this is with apologies if I posted this before.  I checked back a few pages and didn't find it so here it is, maybe again.  Who cares.

PS- I NEVER leave the dog alone in the car, even to go into the drug store! Save your admonitions!