Gah, I’ve been spinning my wheels this week, and I’m not implying that I’ve been making yarn.
I wish I could distract you with pictures of the dog or cat, but the camera battery is dead, and I can’t find the charger. (It may have gone home with my sister-in-law, as she has the same brand of camera. I almost hope so, because otherwise I’ve lost my mind, as I was sure the charger was on the kitchen counter…)
I did finish the Rusted Root sweater, but, again, no photos until I have camera batteries with juice, and besides, Andy’s not here to take a decent photo. I’m a little tired of the mirror poses. It did turn out well, though, and fits nicely; now, if only the weather would cooperate and be warm enough for me to wear it…
I started a pair of arm warmers with My Precious (the new handspun yarn,) and although I like the way it knits up, the pattern I was concocting wasn’t quite what I wanted. So I ripped. I have a couple other in-progress projects I should work on, the Starlight Wrap among them, but I can’t seem to be interested in reading the charts, it seems like it would take too much time. I should just start another pair of Plain Socks to pass the time.
Something about the upcoming move has put me in a funny mental state, a sort of holding pattern, about nearly everything. I can’t buy too much food at the grocery store, we might not eat it before we leave. Can’t start a new big spinning project, might not finish it before we leave. Don’t want to start anything, and I seem to be having trouble doing anything as well… I begin housework and walk away, start something else, leave it too… I’m completely restless, and still halfway sick (bronchitis, they tell me,) and generally not at ease.
I’ve been making lists, lots of lists: what to pack in the camper, what to leave for the movers, how to prepare my stuff for the movers to pack it (we’re particularly interested in fiber here, as I don’t entirely trust my wool stash to cardboard boxes alone… I need many Ziplocs. And what will they do to my wheel???) I’m worried about the cat while driving across the country – what if she flips out and runs away? I’m worried about what to do when we get there, what if our things cannot be delivered right away? We could be there a couple weeks with only what we’ve brought on the drive. What will the weather be like when we get to Maine, what clothes should I pack for the girls? What toys and books?
Nearly exactly three weeks until we leave, two until the movers come and take away our furniture and “household goods.” We’re not allowed to pack our own boxes (something about liability, etc,) so there’s really not much for me to do; perhaps that’s the most frustrating part. I’ve been amusing myself mentally about which knitting projects I should take. Two weeks riding in the car, knitting all the way – sounds like a dream come true! But what to take? Small things, socks, mittens, perhaps some colorwork? But what if I get bored with those, should I take a sweater? Perhaps some cotton and dishcloth patterns? (some of you will note my desperation here, as I don’t believe I’ve ever posted the ONE knitted dishcloth I’ve made…) What books/magazines do I need to take with me? Will just two EZ books be enough?
I’m certain that whatever I decide, the quantity will appall Andy, though he’ll probably politely say nothing. He’s a very smart man.
Is this behavior normal, given the situation?
Just for kicks, if you were going to be driving across North America for two weeks, what knitting/yarn would you take?
ETA! Found the battery charger, it was in the kitchen drawer, and the batteries are currently charging! Photos tomorrow, of what I’m not certain…