Groundhog Day

I'm aware that yesterday was the day the large rodent emerged to look for his shadow*; I was thinking more of the movie "Groundhog Day," and how every day can seem exactly like the one before.  Ever have that sensation of running in place?  I'm feeling the pressure from trying to complete a number of knitting patterns for a book proposal--self-imposed deadlines, to be sure (oh, to have an editor- or agent-imposed deadline!), moving targets, but looming no less for all that. And so, instead of working on Oliver, I've been working on swatches of different color combinations; figuring out yarn requirements for sizes from 3 months to Men's XXL; and double-checking to make sure that garment dimensions follow the CYCA's Standards & Guidelines for different sizes. Speaking of the CYCA, I did receive a nice email from Mary Colucci, their Executive Director, in response to my missive about improving knitting pattern directions, as well as an encouraging email from Interweave. *And what's up with that?  Anyone as far north as Pennsylvania (home of Punxsutawny Phil) knows full well that we'll be lucky if we only have 6 more weeks of winter!  2?!  Yeah--in Georgia, maybe.