I finished the first sleeve before bedtime last night and just finished the second one.
I will weave in the last of the ends once I get to work this morning. I suspect my fellow commuters would be happier if I were not wielding a bodkin in their general vicinity! I cast on the ribbing for the back section several weeks ago, and it’s waiting for me in my knitting bag. Once I have those stitches on the larger needle for the body, I will probably go ahead and work the ribbing for both fronts and set them aside until later.
Our vacationers are back from Florida. This is what they brought me...
...a cute gator mug filled with salt-water taffy. [You may safely assume that the taffy is history.] And I am pleased to report that by the end of the day, my desktop was ship-shape. I have a whale of a lot of work to crank out today, before I am off for two days to watch over my daughter as she recovers from surgery. I hope there is room in my knitting bag for my Wonder Woman cape. I think I might need it.
That sign hangs on the door to my office manager’s office. Several times last Thursday I was tempted to walk fifteen steps and take it off the doorknob and beat myself with it. [Or anybody else who was within range.] Yesterday went a whole lot better. I am hoping that today is better still. I think our team will be fully-staffed today; that would certainly make it easier to get all my items crossed off my list.
Time to figure out what I’m wearing to work today and what I want to eat for breakfast. I have peanut butter and crackers and the last of the carrot sticks in my lunch bag in the fridge at work. I wasn’t very hungry yesterday; I came home and had a bowl of cereal with strawberries while I watched Time Bandits for my Family Night activity.
Knit Night tonight, with neat stuff for show and tell. And I’m hoping for a nice chat on the train with Trainman; the office manager sent our IT wizard and me home 45 minutes early yesterday because we had both worked through lunch on Thursday. I texted Trainman to tell him I was on the 4:35. He texted back to say that he was jealous and would see me tonight.
It was a little weird to be home so early, but also nice to have that extra hour for knitting and relaxing.
- Four years into widowhood, after one year of incredible happiness and nearly 14 years of single blessedness. Have given up perfect manicures and pretty hands in order to resume playing the soprano recorder and to see if I can figure out how to play bluegrass banjo. Singing in the shower. Still really, *really* love to knit!