A good book, Rogue, and a new sewing/knitting/fiber room. All making slow but sure progress.
Rogue needs to be seamed at the shoulders after which I can start knitting the hood, but the last couple of evenings simple stockingette has been about the extent of my knitting ability and desires.
A last minute decision to paper the blue wall has resulted in my having to virtually rebuild the whole thing, old wobbly paneling which was not attached to the studs or to anything much, replaced with a firm solid, smooth, wall to which the paper can be attached. There seems however to be a sandpaper famine here at the purling house which means work is suspended til morning. Even I, inspired by visions of new space, am not driven to go to Home Depot at dusk in the snow; it can wait til morning.
Which is to say that there may actually be time and energy for knitting tonight; although by the time I get everything cleaned up, including myself as I feel like a permanent layer of sawdust and gypsum dust and what-ever-else-have-you has embedded itself in my skin and hair, stockinette may once again be the course of the evening. Simply to knit is enough.
What else can one do tonight but knit and/or read? I suspect I'll not see you at Yarn Central this month -- perhaps when the snow clears? In May?
Posted by: Gina | Thursday, March 02, 2006 at 08:06 PM