The Moebius from my birthday yarn is done. I stayed up after coming home from the temple last night to finish binding it off. It is approximately five inches wide and 85 inches in circumference, long enough to wrap three times around my neck. It pleases me inordinately. [Math geek mumbles to herself: if it is inordinately, does that mean it is cardinally?]
I dropped Beloved off at chemo yesterday and picked him up again about 3:00, taking a couple of hours of PT (personal time). He is tired but in good spirits. Snoozing on the bed behind me as we speak. Maybe I should type louder? He is taking his mom for a different kind of PT (physical therapy, for her shoulder) later this morning.
When we got home yesterday afternoon, the KnitPicks order I placed on Friday, which was confirmed on Saturday and shipped on Monday, was here. That is exceptional customer service, even for them! I have entered all three yarns in my stash on Ravelry and have already cast on 51 stitches for a gauge swatch in the City Tweed DK, which looks just as yummy against the chair cushions as I had hoped it would.
Time to put the non-DK yarn into my studio, my swatch into my bag, my lunch into another bag, and my breakfast into my tummy. Hoping for another deliciously productive day at work today. We have an Eagle court of honor to attend tonight. Very much looking forward to that; having birthed five daughters there was a distinct lack of Boy Scouting in our house.
Laissez les bon tricots roulez!
- 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!