Late last week, I accepted a job in Arkansas. I’m in the process of sorting and packing and tying up loose ends, which is the best possible excuse for my house being a mess and neglecting everything that doesn’t involve transporting me and my house across the country.
The ends from these gloves are woven in, but the left is mysteriously 3 rounds shorter than the right. Eventually there will be surgery to correct this. I’ve also been knitting a lace blanket on my mother’s request. It’s large, plain, deep red, and boring me to death. The sock above is the perfect antidote.
We’ll see what gets finished first in the packing madness.
The only thing I have to say about the shutdown is that I hope it goes as well as it did in The West Wing (season 5, episode 8).
However, I’m having a lot of shutdown feels and need to distract myself, so allow me to ramble about various things for a while.
1. I finished one sleeve for Kittiwake, and the second is coming along. In addition, I’m knitting up a pattern sample that feels like it’s been going on forever (hasn’t though, and I promise the actual knitting is not tedious at all, I’m just twitchy and have been working on it for a long. ass. time.). Because of this, I knit up a quick Mini Mochi Fair Isle hat modified for worsted weight yarn.
The poorly-lit webcam picture exists to satisfy the masses positively peeing their pants for a peek at the hat + my new flat, and totally not because I’m an airhead who spent the last few hours of daylight distracted by World of Warcraft.
2. I am officially declaring my intent to grow out my hair (again). I’ve been on the long/short rollercoaster quite a few times, and have come to the conclusion that long hair just feels more like me. I’m not used to much of anything feeling or not feeling like “me”, but since it’s only hair, I will pamper the feelings. Flowing locks, here I come!
3. I had underestimated how exhausting the 15 minute walk (one-way) to the laundromat would be (even though laundromat time is delightful knitting time), and am investigating purchasing a breathing hand washer from Lehman’s. More research/talk/reviews forthcoming.
4. I have been seized with an urgent need to make every single Pioneer Woman recipe, right now. Please send assistance.
5. Fallen London is still a bit of an obsession. I am now “A Person of Some Importance”, it is very exciting to have it finally acknowledged.
This is one of those slightly un-fun posts, so I won’t hold it against you if you just keep scrolling. Really.
I’ve been quite quiet recently, posting only photos and important announcements. I’m trying to process a lot of stuff that I don’t think belongs here. A recent death in the family, trying to decide if I should stay in school, a lovely but stressful visit to my extended family, my girlfriend’s unstable job situation (understatement), and trying to sort out whether we want to move… All of those things have been taking up so much of my time and energy, this blog doesn’t even register as a priority most days, because I’ve been in nonstop crisis-mode for at least three months.
I hope that some of my other priorities will be slowly dealt with over the course of the summer, so that I can post more if I so choose. Have a good summer in the meantime.
Lately I have been:
- dealing with a lot of personal crap
- fussing about the fact that the US postal service lost my effing debit card and I have to wait another week for the replacement to arrive (for those of you keeping track, it’s been over 3 weeks now)
- whining because without a debit card, I’m unable to take advantage of Webs’ anniversary sale
- orchestrating plans for the summer–Arkansas! Alabama! Vermont! Oregon! Home! China! Home! while coordinating 3 different schedules
- knitting completely unseasonable accessories, such as a pair of cabled bedsocks
- I knit Global Warming in 4 days.
- I’m obsessed with Fallen London, a deliciously creepy feat of interactive fiction.
- I am (still) quilting Birdcage on a Chain, on and off and between other things.
- I not-so-accidentally got my girlfriend into quilting, and between us we have at least 5 different piles of fabric awaiting to be turned into quilts, with not enough time to do so.
- I enjoyed this essay on the Watsonian voice, it complements my recent trend of watching/reading ALL the Sherlock retellings.