Reboot

i'm distracted by my own stash
i’m distracted by my own stash

This is another one of those times when I tell myself to just start over and try and get it right this time. My competitive nature is at war with my leisure nature and the two have not found how to live in balance. One takes over then the other and they undo all the good the other has done.

It’s crazy on my planet.

I am running out of time and it is just getting to me. I need to make my mark – whatever that means – all I know is right now, my mark feels something like stain. And I can’t think of any scenario where making a stain is desirable.

I got started on the reboot by cleaning off the top of the printer. This is a big deal. There was a lot on top of the printer: books, papers that I don’t need, empty potato chip bags (the single serve not the the family size) and now all that’s on top is a small stack of blank paper, two small notebooks and a novel. It doesn’t make you cringe to look at it.

This is how a mark starts.

My bud, Bri of Ghostface Knitter fame, is moving back to Denver. Bri is my spirit animal and I know that we will be friends forever but I was hoping she would be available for viewing a lot longer. Lucky for me, my brother lives in Denver and Bri is an adventuress so she would travel from her part of Denver suburbs to my brother’s part of Denver suburbs. I think it’s a whopping 16 miles. But Denver is kind of strange – that 15 miles can take an hour to navigate.

She’s worth a couple of hours. We will so have to Skype.

Knitsville is also getting the reboot and there is a scarf done in knit 1 purl 2 and 21 stitches on size 9 needles that is getting attention. It’s being done in I love this Yarn in this color and I am really surprised how much I like the color. I have three skeins of it – don’t know what I thought I was going to do with it – but the scarf will be one skein and if it doesn’t come out long enough to be a scarf, the ends will be joined and it will become a cowl and then I am going to do a matching hat in the same knit 1, purl 2. I will just have to do a tad amount of designing.

There’s also a  rasta hat that’s an smallheartscranberry1order and some dishcloths to be made. I’ve also started retaking pictures of the hearts to go into the shop – the irony of Valentine’s Day being passed is not lost on me. This is why it’s a stain and not a mark.

I am going downstairs and I am going to bundle myself up for a short walk in this really cold weather before I get to work. I am taking Mr. Honey to my therapy session today because he has told me how the therapist should be working my fingers and I think someone with his vast knowledge should tell her himself.

I have no doubt he will not do that. The big thing will be stopping him from playing with the tools I use like they’re toys.

Onward to the mark!

 

 

Desperado

Knit fast...die warm
Knit fast…die warm

I have added another item to the pile and I did try taking a photo in front of the picture window and I didn’t like it. The background doesn’t appeal to me and I don’t feel like find another background and somehow putting it up. I would much rather take the shots outside and I will do that in really cold weather and take a few shots. I like the sunshine all around me.

I should also point out that though the fanfan cap cap can certainly be worn like a slouch, it is more of a cap. Which means when I take the real photos, I have to take it both ways to show how flexible it can be.

I finished a drop stitch cowl using discontinued boucle yarn from Yarn Bee called Artistry.  I do like the drop stitch and the small amount of boucle adds a little boho chic. I have a good amount of the yarn in different colors. It’s fun and I want to make it last so I am using it with other yarns.

The drop stitch cowl was also pretty easy so there will be ore of them coming.

I have three orders (two from designbcb and one from knit360five.) The one from Knit360five is three sales so that’s a nice thing. I am still not making my very low threshold and I am looking into new ways to get the shops out there.

I just got the bill from my surgery. I was there at about 10 in the morning and left before 4. I was out for about 1 hour from the time they wheeled me into the OR until I woke up. And the cost for this minor surgery was $17,000. I said it before and will say it again: healthcare should be free.

I also worked out three days in a row and today was my day off from working out. Get back to it tomorrow and looking forward to it.

I am going to call it an early night. I have an order on the needles and the thought of doing another 3×3 rib scarf and since I want to finish early, I have to start early which means bed again by midnight.

This is what constitutes a thrill in my life. No, no don’t envy me. You can have it, too, if you want it.

 

 

 

Let’s Not and Say We Did

well...actually...
well…actually…

I could go downstairs and take a photo of the huge pile (70+) items that make up my completed projects pile but that would just be fun for one of us and whether that’s you or me, that’s just not worth the effort.

But if I did take a photo of it, you would see some new things that need only a warm and non-windy day to be photographed and some of them placed in the shop. I don’t delude myself that all of them will be photographed when that said day arrives. But some of them will. I look forward to that day as I really do need some new blood in the shop. I have just four open orders and Mama needs some income. Fresh blood may supply it.

My latest thing is scarves. This scarf particularly.ribbedscarf I have knit two ribbed scarves; one in caffe latte and the other in sunflower. I have a third scarf started but that’s using some boucle yarn that’s been in the stash for probably six or seven years. It will be a limited edition scarf as the yarn isn’t made any more.

I am also contemplating how to make an indoor photo station using the natural light in the picture window in the living room. I should probably get a winter setup.

I still haven’t started socks, though I am certain to run into a sock pattern sometime within the next few weeks and that will change. As of right now, the scarves and the sideline fan caps that I’m making are taking up the time and the mind.

The finger continues to heal. The therapy is great and the pain goes more than comes. I still don’t have full use of it but I can do the long tail cast on without yelping too much so that’s better.

Remember a while back when I gave Mr. Honey a visor I never wore because his was wearing out and he wouldn’t wear it because Mickey Mouse was on it and that wasn’t manly? He bought me a coat for my birthday and this is perhaps the coolest (and warmest) coat I’ve ever had. It has a heavy fleece lining that I can wear alone and if I wear the outer jacket alone it’s like a really good windbreaker and put them together and it’s thermal warming at it’s best. It also came with a plaid scarf. A purple, black and grey kind of scarf that I think is cute but I don’t much do scarves. It is, however, clearly a feminine scarf.

He’s been wearing it. Proudly. Boldly even. It has taken the place of the scarf I knit not for him that he commandeered. That has be more than a little irritated that the handmade, thick, warm scarf has been replaced by a mass produced, scarf that goes on a woman’s coat.

Maybe the plaid is manly.

Welcome Back

dogDo you like how I did that? Welcomed you back, right in the title, like you’re the one that’s been gone? I’m sure there’s a psychological term for that kind of thing – and I am sure it wouldn’t go my way so just give it to me, will ya?

The finger is still swollen as heck but the therapy is going well and I believe I am back up to knitting speed with it.

There’s snow everywhere. I went outside for the first time since the storm and the snow was halfway up my body. That in itself doesn’t mean anything because I have no height to begin with. But it came up to Mr. Honey’s knees and he’s all legs. I am going to have to brave the elements again today to go to the bank and pick up some meds.

Speaking of meds, I had surgery a few weeks back to clear out some stuff in the lady parts. It was a sign of cancer and my gynecologist wanted to get rid of it because it shouldn’t have been there and also check to make sure the evil C wasn’t setting up house.

The pathology came back and I braved the frozen tundra to go out to the office to get the news that everything is clear: no cancer, no precancerous, all clear. So, of course, last night, I had some spotting – go figure. Watching it though.

Knitsville is also under snow but there are orders to keep the natives busy. There was also an inventory of items in stock and after discarding some back to the rip this project out and use the yarn for something else pile, there are about 70 items that can be photographed and sold in the shops or at a craft show.

That’s a good thing and gives me ideas.

Currently on the needles: an eyelet rasta, a 3×3 hat and a new hat made from  this yarn. I must like it because I had two skeins and just ordered two more. I had started making an entrelac scarf with it and changed over to the hat. I like it in entrelac and that could make a comeback.

Socks are still on my mind. More so because I don’t have a pair that matches – I can’t even find two of the hospital socks that I love and think are worth a trip to the hospital just to get. I actually had the thought of buying some (gasp!) when I remembered I have sock yarn and even if I didn’t, I have made that one sock I made from worsted weight so it’s possible to do that and I can make a pair of socks and have a pair that matched. the beautiful Kevia has this book and it’s been on my mind as well. I am dreaming of a nice pair of slouchy socks. I love slouchy socks – a hangover from my tennis playing days. I may have to break down and make socks – I promise to resist going over to the dark side of sock knitting and knit them from need and not become one of those obsessive sock knitters. I don’t understand them.

There’s no avoiding it any longer, I must do some work and go outside into nature.

Good to see you again. Don’t be a stranger. (I did it again; did you notice?)