Life is full of setbacks, at least mine is. They appear out of the blue and upset the apple cart. One such derailed the blogging back there and I was all set to either delete the blog or carry on. All or nothing, because you can't archive it, which is a shame.
I had some lovely emails checking I was ok, and some notifications from ravelry pointing out my patterns were no longer accessible. Hadn't thought of that. So I thought, bite the bullet and get over yourself.
Then two weeks ago on Wednesday, while I was getting ready for work, Frank the cat collapsed. I threw on some clothes and rushed to the vet, dripping wet from the shower and very worried.
Twenty minutes or so later and he'd died. He was 5, and the vet hasn't a clue what happened to cause it. Most probably an undiagnosed underlying condition. The girls are gutted. Frank was a gent and a real character. The house is quiet without him, less messy, less smelly, less fun.
I am resolved to have no further pets. Probably.
I still don't know whether Rattling On has a future or whether it's come to a natural end. The longer the break goes on the harder it is to contemplate showing you the cardi I made or the knackered stepladders I bought to tart up.
So, anyway, that's where I've been.
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