J.R.R. Tolkien was born in Bloemfontein, South Africa.
That is also where my grandfather Lib was born. His real name is Liber, which is like liberation, so my dad calls him liberation.
Hopefully we will get to see him soon. Dad is trying to get us all to go to South Africa in December, but I am not really sure if I can take the time off work, or if I can take the time out of applying to law school.
I guess I should have my LSAT scores by then, and I am hoping that I will have the rest of my applications done by then also, but knowing myself I am not sure. I sort of have the tendency to think I should just spend every minute I can at home to make sure that I do my law school applications.
Although last night I was at home all night and didn’t really do anything except knit. But I knitted a very difficult row in my shawl because it is the row where all of the cables twist, so you have to constantly slip stitches on and off the cable and regular needles. I think it is my last row of that type, because I am almost finished with the cable portion of the shawl. I have to admit, though, that I messed up a few rows back, and am seriously too lazy to go back and fix it. My mom would be thoroughly disappointed. I think it is more important for me to finish it than to have it perfect. I feel like if I went back to correct it, I would lose all motivation to finish the project, and then I would feel like a terrible person who never finishes anything.
Isn’t it nice how easily my thoughts progress from fixing a small mistake in my knitting to hating myself for everything I have ever done?