Everything seems to be happening all at once again. I think Miss Kithri were wiser than I knew, to keep telling me to sit down and rest. I get into such a flutter when I'm working and busy, it's like some sort of excitement chugging through my veins and I don't feel tired, I just want to keep going and going. But today it's caught up to me.
The House has been buzzing with visitors and new faces. We were crammed in shoulder to shoulder the other evening with Masters Maurr and Tumunir, Miss Kithri, Miss Gail, Miss Cesistya, and on top of that, the peculiar couple that Master Maurr had wrote about a while back, Mister Gilly and Miss Kira. They showed up at last and while it were proper hard to understand them and they kept talking in some foreign tongue between themselves, they decided to take the last bed that were empty. I've never seen skin that color before, nor clothes like they wore, and it were a task not to stare at them. The woman seemed a little more keen to be understood than the man, and even though that were just a small thing, I were thankful for it. Between Master Maurr and Miss Kithri and myself, everyone were fed and looked after.
No sign of Mister Haint for a few days now. Granted, he might sneak in and out during the night and nobody be the wiser.
I've finished the baby blanket for Miss Gail. I need to find a moment to sit down with Miss Finchley and find out what she'd like me to make next. Oh, there were also a letter from Mister Leoffrith about the horse blankets. I need to write back to him, too. I wanted today to be not so busy, but it's already shaping up to be just that! I'll try to do as much as I can while sitting down. Miss Cesistya said the wound looks good, but it still needs to be cared for properly, and running about like a hen without its head won't do. I'll have to ask her if she knows ways to manage the pain that still shows up sometimes, since taking out the lump didn't fix the old break, after all.
I may need a nap before the day is over. All this bustling about. I couldn't sleep much last night, neither. I must have had some odd dreams, I kept thinking I were hearing Pumpkin yowling but every time I got up to check on her, she were fine. I made sure to bolt the bedroom door, though, as it gave me the willies.
