This has been a very long week. I flew to Miami to pack up our apartment and quickly realized this was not going to be as easy as I thought. I spent a frantic 3 days buying more moving boxes, making food for myself from our depleted and rapidly shrinking larder, organizing and packing boxes. As with any move you find a lot of useless stuff that can be given away, if you’re lucky, or thrown out. The one thing I was happy to find was my stash of knitting needles in all the important sizes. It was good so I could start on the Winters Frost second sock when it got too late to move things around. No sense waking the neighbors. So even though I barely got the boxes packed before the movers arrived on Wednesday morning, I was able to cast on and start the sock. Its funny but when chaos is reigning supreme, knitting has a way of calming the soul by giving you something (albeit ever so small) orderly you can still control.
I flew home the following day (of course I worked on the sock) so that meant an afternoon and evening without lamps, TV, furniture or pots to cook in. Let’s just say I had a lot bread and jam on paper plates. I was so happy to get home and climb into bed. I slept 12 hours the first day back. The movers will arrive with all the clobber next Tuesday but in the meanwhile, I plan to relax with Netflix, a nice ball of yarn and 5 pointy size 1 sock needles.
So this is the final move I had planned last fall. We sold our condo in Miami and I drew the short end of the stick. I get to pack the place up. But first I had to make a quick trip to Texas to visit my youngest daughter who is busy studying for her masters degree in Aerospace Engineering. It’s not necessarily a good time to do all this travel but at least I missed the Winter Storm Riley that blew a gazillion trees over on Cape Cod, knocking out power for most everyone (not our house thankfully). My husband is holding down that fort.
Meanwhile there’s not a lot to do in Texas so of course I knit. I got a sock done from the Winters Frost pattern suggested by one of my favorite knitting bloggers NothingbutKnit who also lives in New England, posts almost daily and likely got hit by that storm as well. I’ve also made some progress on the Confident Cables Sweater; I’m onto the front. So this is just a quick note, I’ve got sorting and boxing to do, but this time I’ve only got 3 days till the movers show up. The weather is lovely here in Miami but I’ll be up to my ears in packing paper and boxes. At least I’ll have time to knit on the plane home.
It’s been a crazy couple of weeks and posting has been shoved to the back burner. The construction project in my house has invaded the rooms that were basically done and all the new furniture had to be piled up and covered. The fireplace mantle (which is what I asked for last September when we bought the house) has had to be redone 3 times and is still not right. We let the carpenter go, he obviously does not have finish skills. All the while I’ve finished the little blue poncho, a cozy winter hat (for grand baby) and started a beautiful red wool Cable Sweater for my daughter.
The pattern is call Confident Cables and OMG. I have ripped it back several inches at least 8 times for errors in my twisting. At one point I was ready to just throw in the towel and roll the yarn back into a ball. But I kept going, mostly because I don’t have another project on the needles. The frustration of the moment is beyond. I don’t dare leave the house for fear the workers will damage something or leave the door open (one day I drove through the maze of work trucks in my driveway to go to the grocery store for a few minutes and came back to the outside door wide open in 20° weather. Of course no one seemed to know who left it open. It’s like babysitting children with hammers and cans of paint. Knitting should soothe my nerves here but those cables are driving me over the edge. After the last rip out I paid very close attention and now am feeling a lot more “confident“.
It hasn’t helped to have the The Super Bowl, the Olympics and NASCAR Daytona 500 all on the TV. I guess I need to pay morere attention and get a more mindless project to switch to for TV watching. Go Team USA!
If you read my post last week, you know I lost a needle while on a ski trip, with no place in sight to replace said needle. So when I got home, naturally I went out and bought a new set and began again on the baby blanket that should have been well on its way to becoming an FO. As I started (sadly recalling I had already restarted it twice with a pattern I could actually follow), some how a mysterious hole showed up. Not a dropped or added stitch, so what? Ripping down to the hole, I plodded on only to be constantly distracted with mountains of laundry, groceries and cooking chores, not to mention the army of construction workers asking annoying questions about which I had no answer. I got lost in the pattern, again. By the time my husband came home after meetings in the city I was an emotional wreck and on the 4th tear out and 3rd pattern of the blanket. Something was still not right. I made too many hearts across the bottom. So I took that pile of pink loops (which were yanked from the new needles) and began rolling them into the ball for the last time. When I got to a tangled part (by this time the yarn was practically melted) I broke the mess off, threw it in the trash, put the whole sorry mess away and went to bed.
Yes, I cried a little, ok, a lot. I haven’t let a ball of yarn, a set of needles or several easy patterns get the best of me in years. So next morning I got out that scrumptious baby hat pattern, a ball of Stash yarn from my Maine Trip summer before last and binged on Netflix while the little beanie came to life in my hands. I even worked on the complicated cable Sweater for my daughter (only the ribbing but, hey).
Sometimes you just have to let things that aren’t meant to be go, even knitting.
We were going skiing. Not just any skiing, we were going to take a 5 hour plane ride to Denver then drive 2 hours to Vail, rent a gorgeous condo and ski for 4 days. As I settled myself into my window seat on the 7:00 AM flight I naturally pulled out my knitting project (a baby blanket in hearts and tulip relief pattern) only to discover one knitting needle was missing! It was a size 6 US and I have no idea where I lost it. So I plugged in my headphones to watch some Jet Blue TV only to discover the jack wasn’t working so the free movie was garbled. Sigh. Next, I took out my iPad where I could entertain myself with the free Wi-Fi but it had updated and used all the battery. Double sigh. This was one of the rare flight I actually dozed.
And of course there was no stopping my husband on the way up the mountain to run to earth a new set of size six needles (and souvenir yarn, of course). He promised he would, but promises are cheap when there are no knitting shops in sight. I’ve never been more frustrated with a project simply because there was no possibility of knitting it (FOR 5 DAYS).
Been super busy with Christmas and family but I wanted to wish you all a very happy new year in 2018. May all your stitches be straight and your rows even and your yarn stay untangled.
PS: I got a few projects done.
I know it’s been a while and sorry for the lack of posts but 2 things are keeping me away. One, the remodeling in the house is at fever pitch as we try to get the living room done for Christmas. This means a daily parade of workmen with painters tripping over electrician’s ladders, central Vac guy’s climbing over insulation installers and me trying to save the newly finished floors. This doesn’t include several sets of furniture delivery people setting up the living room furnishings while I hold my breath and hope the paint is dry.
Then of course we got our Christmas Tree and my husband insisted on a 12 footer to match the 12 foot ceiling height. Since we only own a 6 ft ladder and lights had to go on…well, you do the math. It’s been a little insane. We still don’t have walls around the new fireplace, or tile or a mantle. I may have to nail stocking directly onto the wall. And don’t forget, one must carry on with laundry, groceries, cooking and (laughable) cleaning.
Ok, with excuse number one out of the way, excuse number 2 is that some of the readers of this blog might see their present if I post all about it so knitting will have to remain anonymous until after the Big Day. But I’ve been taking photos and have lots to show for when that time comes. In the meanwhile, just know that I ran out of yarn and am waiting on pins and knitting needles for one last skein to arrive from the UK.
Oh this is a wonderful time of the year!
Last weekend was fast and fun. I flew into Dallas and spent Saturday at Dallas Cowboys Stadium. Being a huge Cowboys fan this was a bucket list item for me and it didn’t disappoint. We were able to get right down on the field and play football games, take photos and just soak in the whole Cowboys football experience. Then returning to our hotel we decided to get last minute tickets to the NASCAR Xfinity Race (we were right across the street from the track). I’ve been to Daytona and Miami Homestead Races but never been to the junior level race. It was exciting to see not only these kids race but see them race for their level championship. Even though one of the rookie Cup level drivers won, it was exciting to the photo finish.
The next day we had our Texas style breakfast and headed back to the track for the Big Race at Texas Motorspeedway. It was a hot day in more ways than one. The first 30 thousand attendees got a Kevin Harvick (one of the drivers) Bobbleheads and we got some tee shirts, hats and fan memorabilia. If you know NASCAR you know one of the most beloved drivers is retiring: Dale Earnhardt Jr. Texas is very patriotic and loyal so there was a lot of fanfare, flags and flyovers. We saw an amazing race and made another mom/daughter wonderful memory. This was a holdover graduation present for my daughter who is now attending graduate school here in the Lone Star State.
Needless to say, not a lot of knitting got done, but this week, as I am staying on here till Thanksgiving, I have hit the needles with a mission to finish the Gray Tic Hoodie and the Cabled Poncho. For a knitter, Christmas is always just around the corner and most of my gifts must be mailed. Oh, and while the rest of the country settles in for winter, it’s like end of summer warm here in the Heart of Texas.
I was busy busy again and promised myself that between carpenters, landscapers and masons I would slip in some knitting and a post. Walls came down and walls have gone up, debris was hauled and cement was poured, and a new fireplace is about to be added; but rows of knitting got accomplished. Work is going on at a good pace for both the house and knitting projects. The sage and lavender shawl is complete. I just need to block it to expose the pretty lace stitches. But now that my craft room is set up and functional, it should go fairly smoothly. I hope the fireplace install and front porch blue stone walkway go as smooth. Since I travel next Friday back to Texas (I’m going to the NASCAR Playoff Race) I won’t be here to supervise (which isn’t technically true since my husband is a design contractor and handles it just fine). So my biggest issue to sort out was what to bring with me to work on for the month I’m away. I started the Hoodie for my little grandson in Paris but the rest of the yarn is still in Texas (I didn’t have room in my suitcase last time I was there). So I started it and will bring it along to finish, but in the meantime I found just the pattern for my daughter in the California foothills: a Poncho by Rowan. I have some lovely cotton blend, soft as butter and the brown heather color of a sock monkey that I’ve been saving for something just like this. It’s knit sideways with lots of cables and moss stitches. Just the thing to go with the Pink Poncho I made for her little daughter. I’m saving them all for Christmas. This should keep me busy for a while.
The question is where have I been? Moving. That should say it all. After moving my daughter into her first apartment in Texas, where she will attend graduate school, and dealing with putting it all together during Hurricane Harvey, we sold our house in Massachusetts. So after 3 weeks in Texa (where I did finish the Citrus Sensation Socks) I flew home to start the monumental task of packing a 3 story house in 10 days. That’s how long I had before the closing. Initially I panicked. Then I just kept packing boxes. I was still packing them the day the movers came to load the vans. We had 5 days lag time between closings and only a mile to drive to the new house so I spent 5 needless days watching Netflix and, you guessed it, knitting. It was the first time I had in almost 3 weeks. I’m working on another shawl for my daughter-in-law for Christmas, using her favorite colors from their wedding: sage and lavender. Lucky for me something got mixed up in my order of the yarn from Deramores and I got a double order! I can’t send it back since it’s shipped from overseas so this may be a very big shawl!
I’m happy to report that once we actually moved in our new home I have unpacked those 150 or so boxes, set up bedrooms and the kitchen and ordered new furniture for the lovely rooms (the person who bought my old house also bought most of the furniture). The master bedroom and living room are being remodeled so they are either gutted or empty but it is coming along nicely. We have cleared out all the overgrown trees and shrubbery from right on top the house so light is now pouring in. I am camped out in the family room knitting away and making fall food in my new-to-me kitchen. Such fun to start a new adventure.