The Mister may do all the cutting and nailing but it's always my job to do the painting.
So I spent the day on a ladder putting coat after coat of semi gloss on my pretty new window trim. Oy....I used to be able to paint like a pro but time has marched all over me I am sad to say. I felt like I had done an all day yoga session when I was done. Working with my hands over my head is no fun at all anymore.
In between coats I finished the handspun Olympic hat.
That's the one that started out looking like this when I dyed some Corriedale I had in my stash with the colors of the Olympic rings back in August.
Even though that was the softest Corriedale I had ever spun I knit a lining into it. Now I have a soft acrylic buffer between my head and the wool and a double layer of warmth. It went right into the emergency bag I keep in the car that is stuffed with warm winter wear for when I discover the hard way it is colder down by the water than it is at home.
I also got a few more rows done on Festive Doodle's sleeve the night before. I can knit 4 rows of the chart in one episode of Friends if I let the theme music play. I think this has to be my nightly habit until I get this thing done. We can't be too far from sweater weather now, can we?