No Fluff Friday
Since the Tour will be over on Sunday, I'll wait and do my fluff post on Monday. Instead, I'd rather whine about the projects that I packed for our trip this week. I get four hours of gloriously uninterrupted knitting time on the way up and back but this week I pretty much sat in a big huff because of my poor planning. Exhibit A: My two on one needle socks are ready for their gussets but I can't do that on one needle. Too fiddly so I always separate them until that part is done. Did I bring an extra needle to do this? Nope.
Exhibit B: The socks I'm knitting separately are in the same place as the twofers but I discovered that I had a split stitch in one of them in the black area. Rather than pull the whole heel flap out I thought that I could fix it with a small crochet hook but did I have one in my bag? Nope.
Exhibit C: I couldn't even spin because silly me had packed an empty spindle and the last bit of that purple fiber. That was dumb because I already had a spindle started with that fiber on it and why do another splice with so small an amount. I should have packed the already in progress spindle. I was kicking myself for two days.
And...Exhibit D: Adding insult to injury, I had thought I was being clever to buy a watermelon at a grocery store that was down the street from Daughter's house. They were half the price that they are here. Did I remember to bring it home with me? Nope.
To have uninterrupted knitting time and not be able to knit is quite a tragedy, almost as much as forgetting your watermelon. I hope next week goes better!
ReplyDeleteI agree with Bonny. I love the pop of green in the socks at the top.
ReplyDeleteOuch, losing that knitting time will sting! Looks like a lovely melon. Sometimes I swear if my head was not attached I would forget that most days.
ReplyDeleteOh, bother!!!! I left too many pet things at my house when they should've been packed to go back to my son's--I know the 'kick yourself' feeling well!
ReplyDelete"Nope" and "Ooops" --- banes of crafters' existence.
ReplyDeleteOh dear, there are days like that aren't there? I count on Dennis' memory most of the time. He's much better than I am.
ReplyDeleteBlessings and hugs,
Betsy
Oh no! One of those days for sure!
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