Yesterday was a very interesting day. It served to remind me that while I think I have it all together, I really really really don’t. That whole new baby/sleepless goofiness that had me doing all sorts of weird and sometimes dangerous things, I thought was past. Well the dangerous part seems to have disappeared, but the goofy periodically makes an appearance. Its been a while so I thought I had really gotten my act together. Then I went and did this yesterday:
This is how I went to work yesterday. Two different sneakers were on my feet. Sadly I didn’t notice I was wearing different shoes for the first hour of doing so. They don’t even feel alike inside. The Fila on the right is stiffer and a smidge higher than the Nike on the left. The Nike has better arch support but softer sides. Heck they both don’t even close the same way. You’d think I would have noticed when I put them on! Nope. Sad. I could try and cop out blaming the short people who were in my room at the time touching stuff, playing with my chapstick, chasing cats, etc. But really, how much blame should I lay on those marvellous angels. {choke gasp}. So I hid at my desk for as much of the day as possible. If anyone noticed, they were kind enough not to say anything. Thank you. I just checked, I have matching shoes today, and not just a coordinated pair to yesterdays!
My first order of hurt books arrived yesterday. Wee. They are in pretty excellent shape. Except for the Folk Vests, which has a visible tear at the binding at the upper left corner of the cover, I can’t find any damage on the others. These were all books that I’ve been considering picking up in the past and happy to have them in the collection. Now to make some more space in the book stash library.
Since 24 was on last night, and the spinning thing went so well last week, I felt like spinning again last night. Monday might actually be spinning night, though I hesitate to proclaim a routine with the Olympics starting so soon. Spinning will probably be pre-empted like all the NBC shows for the duration of the vest knitting. This bobbin was empty at 8:45 last night. This is more of the BL/Wensleydale roving that I’ve been playing with. I bought 2.5 lbs of the stuff hoping to spin for my own gansey, so I should be spinning this for a while to come yet.
Finally, your kitten zen for today. Goofy little cat turns out to be off the spinning helper variety. I had to continuously remove my helper from my roving last night. She would sit under my chair, reaching up and grabbing the roving as I spun it. Nice kitten. The other cats have pretty much ignore the whole spinning thing, except Duchess who would jump in my lap and invariably get her coat stuck in whatever single I was spinning. Or maybe that was Casanova. The memory isn’t so good right now. Could be the week plus now of being awoken far too early by a small child coming to cuddle. 6:01 this morning. Now, I love a good cuddle as much as the next person, not to mention the alarm clock starts at 6:00, but geez.
Craft on!
