That pretty much sums it up.
It’s been a long week, the kind of long week that seems to be quickly becoming the status quo for this semester. C’est la vie and all that fanciness, but boy I could use a lazy day off. I tend to make my own on Saturday, but a workshop on campus just might interfere with that plan this afternoon … not to mention that surprise presentation for Tuesday. (So, you know, if you happen to have any insights into Faust II, please: don’t be shy. Because I’m pretty sure I’m not supposed to spend my 8-10 minutes discussing lace knitting. Though: yum!) Hmm.
So, to nip the Debby Downer in the bud, I’ve decided to focus on all the good stuff. (At least in public and on the internet.) Like the sunshine, nip in the air, fluffy kitty love, clean kitchen, and wool! Also, Berroco cardigans. These should all be celebrated.
Let’s start with the good stuff: here’s my Idlewood (which I’ve somehow renamed Wildwood in my head … as in Wildwood, New Jersey: a friend and I stayed next door over in Stone Harbor a couple of times … ah, fond memories of October down the Shore) almost finished. Just three more inches, a little bit of sleeve action, and a bit of finishing: woo! I’m really excited to get this finished up and on my body. Soon. Very soon.
Don’t disappoint me with a warming trend, Nashville.
Also, kinda like the Rooster, I might have accidentally stumbled into Socktober. In fact, I’d forgotten about Socktoberfest until I read her post this morning. Not that Socktober amnesia stopped me from wandering into my local yarn store yesterday and picking up something pretty to knit a pair of socks.
I don’t know why, but somehow I’ve been having dreams of lavender lately. Something about the color … I have visions of a tweedy soft giant shawl in some kind of almost shocking shade. This post just tipped me over the edge.
In any case, it was time for a treat lavender or not. Summer finances didn’t even approach semi-optimal, with at least one unfortunate surprise thrown in, so I had to put on my big girl pants, make a budget, and decide that cat food and bills came before pretty yarn. With the year’s first real paycheck safely deposited, I wasted no time in getting to the yarn store.
Also, it was Friday at the end of a long week. A half an hour spent petting yarn and dreaming woolly thoughts was the only answer.
All things considered, I was very restrained. Even though I have many a wild sugar-plum-like dream of endless fall cardigans and woolly shawls dancing in my head, I was able to stay firmly grounded in reality while browsing: I left with two skeins of Ultra Alpaca in “lavender mix”. Just what the doctor ordered.
Alice agrees. Actually, the color is much more accurate with the kitty sun shade on duty.