A lesson in (CAPSLOCK)

It does not feel like Christmas. At. All.

I'm staring at a Christmas tree, knitting a sock for Christmas, there is a Christmas commercial on tv, and I ate multiple Christmas cookies today. BUT IT IS NOT CHRISTMAS YET. (I know literally it is not Christmas yet,  but I was speaking about how it doesn't feel like December).

Maybe it's because it's still 60 degrees out?

When did Colorado get warm for Christmas. Oh wait, what was that about global climate change?

We had a secret santa at Starbucks and my person LOVED her hat. I took pics. I will put them up on Christmas probably. Because that is the only time I have off this week. Ughhhhh.

This is where my mom would say, "ISN'T IT FUN BEING AN ADULT AND WORKING FULL TIME." (yes she yells). To which I would retort (much more adult word than reply), "I would love to work full time at a job that pays more than minimum wage and puts my college degree to work." I love living at home so much (sarcasm).

Maybe I should name my blog This Is What A Liberal Arts Degree Gets You (now with more parenthesis).

Two more rows until I get to turn the heel on Grandpa's sock! Then for Grandmas! and then boyfriends.

I have a feeling this Christmas will be full of knitting. How magical.

(I apologize for the obscene amount of caps. It was a long day at work. Too much cheeriness.)