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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!

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

The Road Less Ravelled

I could have used a day less ravelled. Came back to work to find all sorts of small things I had done wrong the first time [over the past week or so; I must have been sicker and more distracted than I thought] and needed to do over. You may safely assume that crow was the entree at lunchtime.

I was reasonably useful to others, once I had unscrewed the inscrutable, and I have seldom been more glad to hit the door running at 5:00. Drove to Arlington and picked up Fourthborn when she got off work; we headed down to Firstborn’s for the birthday bash. A little pizza, a sliver of ice cream cake, a nice round of hugs, and we took off again a little after 7:00, because I was one tired cookie.

I am still not moderated on a doll site that I am chiefly interested in for patterns and the like. This makes me, shall I say, immoderately cranky. You have to do 40 posts in 25 days before you can access the marketplace, to prove you’re not a spambot. And you can’t do it in one fell swoop, either, it has to have at least the verisimilitude of genuine fascination with the site [not; how many posts can I read where people are having the vapors over the fact that their doll hasn’t shipped? Oh wait, that will be me in a few more weeks, if mine hasn’t.]

Yes, of course I am anticipating my own doll’s arrival, but it is not the chief object upon which I meditate. At least not for the moment.

I bound off the facing on the second front of Autumn Asters as my last conscious act, last night. The double YO seems to have done the trick as far as those buttonholes are concerned. I am not even going to try to get everything pinned out and blocked this morning. I am just going to ease into the day and focus on getting my trash and recycling out to the curb, and myself on the train in good time.

I may or may not be at Knit Night tonight. It will depend on how well things go at work today and on my general energy level. I feel ever so much better than I did at the end of last week, and I won’t have a free night until Saturday unless I take tonight off. And I want to see my friends.

My new PIN number came. I am now free to shop around the country! But for now, I am going to run the tub and run stuff out to the curb and try not to run myself any more Ravelled.

1 comment:

Jenni said...

Thanks for coming, even if you were crazy tired. It wouldn't have been the same without y'all.