Yesteray was a good day
For those of you who have known me for a while, you know I started this really simple, really classic, comfy sweater about 8 months ago. From a site that was called The Garter Belt. Sadly, when I tried to go there, today, to link it – the site is no longer up. The beautiful thing about it is…I got far enough in the sweater that I can pretty much figure out how to finish it even without the pattern – though I’m going to have to design the edging for the neck, and that will be a first for me. Well, actually – with the exception of the arms, I’ll have to design the rest of it. However! I have the cast on, the gauge and the correct length and tapering (and number/type of decreases) that I want – which I’d already modified from the original anyway…I never can leave well enough alone.
The sweater was moving along amazingly fast for me – I’m a slow knitter. I had one sleeve done and was starting on the other when I realized I was about to run out of a skein and went to my closet stash to get more…and couldn’t find it. I turned my house upside down looking for that yarn. You know how stashes never stay in one place, right? Yeah, don’t look under/behind/around things – you never know when that ball of yarn will attack. Finally, I threw my hands up and figured it went to Tahiti without me; and, thus the sweater has been sitting in its WIP bowl on my table for the last 4 months while I try to figure out what to do with it.
I have lost the pattern, the site I bought it from is no longer up – so I either keep it as is and recreate with another yarn by careful reverse engineering…or I get mullheaded and stick it out because that hemp has to come home sometime…right? Did I mention it’s a discontinued, no label, no company information yarn? Yeah…all I know is from memory – it’s 100% hemp.
Well…I’m not a Tauren for nothing. I stuck it out. And guess what I discovered in my stash closet, right up front, where you couldn’t miss it? Snuggled in cozy as you please and looking more relaxed than I’d ever seen it? You got it in one. The hemp yarn had come home. No apologies for the abrupt disappearance. Not a word of pacification. Just a drowsy yawn and a languid wave. *sniffs* Worse yet…not even a souvenir. I’ll forgive it, though – because I can now finish this sweater…in the hemp yarn I started it in.
In other news…
A friend of mine was in from out of town (yes, another one). I haven’t seen Steve in over a year. He didn’t have a whole lot of time, so he stopped by with coffee and breakfast and we hung out and talked for a while. It was really good getting to see him again. Now that we’ve realized we both dance, once he moves back down here, I should have a regular dance partner.
We stand eyeball to eyeball for the most part. I still swear he’s a little shorter than I am; but, don’t tell him I said so (he’ll read it here anyway *snickers*). We pick on each other about it pretty regular. We pick on each other about pretty much everything, actually.
Steve pretty darn near saved my life on my 36th birthday. I got a real case of botulism. It took a little over two days for me to get to where I was able to actually make it to my phone. When I finally got hold of my phone, the only person I could think of to call who was in the relative vicinity was Steve. The other people who ran through my mind were a minimum of an hour away and most were over 750 miles away. So – in the middle of a work day – I call Steve. Ask how his day is going, etc. He responds, “I am swamped.”
I said, “Oh.” And, I guess it was pretty clear something was up – aside from the fact that I never call him for no reason. So he asked what was going on and I told him. The man dropped everything and came over to take care of me. He’s just that kind of guy.
Egotistical, sarcastic, annoying brat that he is – he’s also very sweet, caring and giving. He’s a person I’m very happy to have gotten to know. Don’t tell him I said so, though. It will ruin my image.
I spent the rest of the day, yesterday, just tooling around the house, taking a nap and otherwise enjoying an unanticipated day off. I could have – should have – done more around the house…but, I didn’t. Instead, I played with the dogs, knitted and played online.
It was a fine day.
