Danger Will Robinson!
I hear that in my head when I am totally exhausted and want to knit, and pick up something that isn’t utterly and completely mindless. I hear it because I inevitably make some sort of mistake that results in abandoning the WIP for a while (OK, in some cases, a couple of years) and when I am feeling better? I cast on something else.
I’m sorting the living room in pre-packing preparation (ha! alliteration past midnight!), and my WIP box? Has become TWO! *blushes* So sad. And I know there are more lurking around the house, tucked into corners or bags. Most have the pattern and the notes of where I was at the time, but some? Have just the needles and the yarn, and once I have time to look at them more closely I may try to reconstruct where I dropped the project. Some are destined to visit l’étang de grenouille (babelfish tells me this is the English-to-French translation of “the frog pond”, but if I’ve accidentally said something unkind about someone’s mother, I apologize in advance), but I may salvage a few. The socks, for example.
I know it’s a total luxury to be able to do so, but everytime I go into on of my LYS, I pick up another set of sock DPNs. They’re fairly inexpensive, considering, and I find that I …well, it just makes me happy to do so. You never know when Inox may just…I dunno. Apparate into another plane of existence or something. Or maybe I just want to have enough on hand in case the apocalypse comes and I need to teach people how to knit socks in a hurry. I’m not sure.
You know, it’s after midnight here, I just filed my taxes and scheduled the recurring payments (YUCK! I haven’t owed in years but this time WHAMMO!), and I’m rambling. Instead of picking up some knitting, I am doing the wise thing and taking a shower and going to bed.
I hope anyone who reads this is well and hearty and whole. I am saddened by the events of the day here in the US, and it makes me want to reach out, even electronically, and reassure myself that there is a community at large that I am a part of and who understands. I wonder if there will be a prayer shawl effort for the families of the victims in Virginia today. If anyone knows of one, please leave a comment? If there isn’t, does anyone want to help start one?
Namaste, y’all.