How can life be bad?

When you come home after a bad day or even an okay day, dinner is ready as soon as you change your clothes and when you sit down this happens:

How can life be bad with furry little blankets like these?

Finished shawl And WIPs

This was finished Sunday but life intruded before I could get it posted.  This was started at our crochet group and only worked on there (two meetings) and one doctors appointment. Since my two other knitting projects are close to finishing, I couldn't take them to the ER yesterday so I took a new project to start. I'm rather excited about it. Lavender and a soft variegated mix. My focus in the next couple of weeks is
1. Finish starry night shawl. It will be short so the challenge will be in the finishing.
2. Finish butterscotch drop shawl. I'm guessing 4-5 hours should do it.
3. Mystery quilt step 3. Currently 1/4 done
4. Mystery quilt "surprise" step-not even started.
Long term plans include figuring out what to finish and potential Christmas giveaway.

Looks a little dull but has quite a cute pattern. Super simple to make.

Done, done, done!

the flimsy for the QOV ID done! I wrote down instructions for the next steps in the mystery quilt and started hacking poor triangles, well, poor HUGE triangles. My little old blade is about shot and that made me want to send the cutter flying! But, the QOV is done!  I also finished a prayer shawl, pics on that tomorrow.  Made progress on the blue and white knitting, too.

 The goldenrod border really finishes it, I think. It's still nearly more square than rectangle but I'm pleased. It just has to pass muster with my mil as she's the connection to the QOV people.

What fun this has been!

Progress, both kinds

Today, after church I want to come home and finish the top of the QOV. Not sure anyone at work would be interested so my show and tell addiction might not get fed, but that's okay. My poor friends have heard about it ad nauseum. Sp?  Anywho, my main knitting being at work (fill in for lunch times) I have my old standby on my lap that I'm determined to finish if only so I can reuse the needles!

I also made some purchases that I know I shouldn't but I did.

Not a great pic, but it's red whit and blue variegated. On clearance! Nice!

Remnants. Love me a remnant. The boo fabric is sparkly with gold goodness. Too cute.

My old faithful. It will be short as thus was "yarn" that someone had opened the package and removed two skeins but I had faith it would work. *sigh*. Me and my misplaced faith.

Blueman was suffering a bit yesterday. Being a bit of a hypochondriac at times, I fluctuate between my common sense and my fear when it comes to his care. We believe we know the cause of his unsettledness now and with an old friend Ben A. Dryl, he got some rest finally.  Today has family movement as sibling arrives home and maternal can return to hers. Sibling suffered health issues while gone so the next few months will not be pleasant there during recovery.

Oh, and I switched handbags yesterday so I'm thinking it will be a good week or so until I can find something by only checking two places instead of all pockets!

Only one more border to go!

lots of work completed on the QOV yesterday afternoon. It's ending up more square than rectangle which I'm not ecstatic about but I have met size requirements so anything else added is gravy! I'll add a chunky goldenrod strip after trimming edges and call it done!

Next up, mystery quilt catch up!  I'll be taking a knitted wip to work for lunch break fill in.

Number 100

Welcme to the 100th post for the second time.

Last nights post was a little mean and overly verbal.  I removed it because although I was so frustrated with the day it wasn't necessary to keep those awful thoughts. It's difficult to feel that I still am working so hard at being the best person I can be only to come up short.  No, that's a lie, I don't always try really hard but yesterday I did and I swallowed a lot of unfairness and a lot of frustration and I don't feel better for it. I have no knowledge of how to easily let go. I usually just fill in with other things until the hurt either dies from lack of energy or ages and falls away on its own.

I decided to delete it and move forward today.

How interesting that I've blathered on 100 times. One other person reads this so its not like I've got far reaching themes but sometimes, you just like to throw things out there. I read a blogger who writes once a week and I wonder if he thinks deeply and edits and spends the week in it or if he just sits down as I do and fling words out there. It sounds more like he really spends some time considering his words.

Should I do that?  Probably. But I'd rather go sew now.

Back to school

I start my new job today.
Excited- I love learning
Scared- I hate "first" times
Nervous-what if I have trouble remembering new facts?
Worried-what if my workstation is uncomfortable
Sad-I was so close to finishing the QOV
Concerned-what if my energy flags part way?
Eager-to reconnect with old friends and customers
Heart sore-I'll miss all my boys today including Blueman.

Last night was choir. i had one of those moments where I spoke and normally it would be loud enough with other voices that no one would hear. As though orchestrated, everyone had gone silent. So it was like I had a microphone. Luckily it was a good comment albeit embarrassing to be loud. Hopefully it does not recur today.

Visitors to the craft room are always welcome

Not quite where we are on QOV but close. Some modifications are being made.

Kitty love

The boys have always liked standing in me and kneading at me. Didn't matter what position I was in, they will take the opportunity to head butt me, poke at me, tap me with a well placed paw, etc.

Griffin, who just had tooth surgery on Friday has been coming back to himself after his orthodontal ordeal. He stood on my meaty thigh and kneaded my belly whilst I watched my morning dose of news. He's a lot more affectionate which is nice until the kneading goes on an excess amount of time. Then it's just annoying. I knew today that it had been awhile because when he left, there was proof he'd been there!

Wouldn't these make a cool tattoo?

The day in numbers and QOV update

I've always messed up 60" and six feet.  Years ago I replaced the front door of my mobile home and I called in the measurement. It was six feet tall exactly. So I told the gal in the office, "sixty inches!"  She gently tried to dissuade me and suggested I was wrong but I held firm. It was so easy to measure, I advised. Sixty inches perfectly even.  A man from the installation group came out to measure. Six feet, he tells me, echoing what the gal had suggested was the smallest door height. Finally I realized my mistake and figured my embarrassment caused no one but me any harm. Fast forward to yesterday when I thought I'd completed enough lines on the inner section of the QOV. Minimum height is 63". Min width is 55". Sixty three is no big deal, five and a half feet would be perfect. But then I got to sewing and my mind went to sixty three means six feet. Twenty six rows at about two inches is 50-52 inches and that's a little over four feet and I need six feet. Oh no! So I wake up this morning wondering how I could be so off that even with the three birders planned, this could have gotten so off track. Then I reconsidered not feet required but inches. Sixty three. I have at least fifty. My borders will suit me just fine! Well until my mental math starts again!

I hung it from the top dresser drawer. The last time I did this, I tore half of it apart because I saw something I did not like!

To sew or not to sew

In crocheting, when you make a mistake or change your design midway, I have heard the phrase used that you frog it. Rip it rip it "ribbit" out. I had nearly 18 or 20 rows done on the QOV and decided I hated it so I tore it apart. I have spent the last day and a half getting back on track....well the track is there but I'm not sure I'm on the right train!  I didn't want a preset pattern as I thought it would stress me out, instead doing a design as you go, it's basically strips and really, how can you go wrong? Well you can and I've managed to do it but what I'm finding is that I'm having fun. I'm enjoying this especially as it is for a worthy cause.

This week starts choir rehearsals and I've really debated about whether to start up again or not. My singing ability has decreased this last year and I've just really seriously considered enjoying the music as a bystander this year. In the end, I've decided to give it til Christmas. If by then I'm disenchanted, then I will cease.

This week also will see me sign papers for new employment. I'm nervous, excited, scared, stressed, etc. Name an emoji and it would apply!

I have six days to read three library books. I was weaning myself off but my mother shared two good ones with me. Arg!

So, really, I need to sew. It's therapy!

QOV in process.