Forward Thinking

Whew.  We had a great time over the holidays but it sort of went by in a blur of being sick and having a house full of people, twice, and I have to say that I'm kind of glad that things are settling down again.  As much as I loved seeing everyone, it's nice to be able to get back to something that resembles normal.  Even if normal for us is a relative term. 

The certified letters to the neighbors have all gone out and the receipts are back, so everyone knows about the upcoming public hearing.  We're not expecting a lot of opposition; in fact, we got a call from one of our  neighbors wanting to know what on earth a "fiber mill" was and why she was getting mail about it.  Adam explained things to her and we got a lot of "well, you have good luck with that" and "bless your heart" so I'm hoping that's a good sign. 

On the more personal fiber side of things, Adam's pointed out an alarming trend to me.  Some people who knit have the capability of realizing that after summer comes fall and then winter, and so if they want warm woolies to wear in January they start thinking about that sometime in June and then by the time the snow hits they're all cozy and warm.  Me?  I got sick the week before Christmas and decided that my feet were cold, so I better start knitting a pair of socks.  Nevermind that I have a whole bin of socks up in the bedroom, going up to get a pair was just too much effort.  Knitting socks seemed like a much better plan.  (I will admit that two weeks later I still only have one sock, half finished.)

Now, I would plead that I was running a bit of a fever at the time and thus not thinking very clearly but I have to admit that yesterday when the cold snap hit my head was cold...

so I knit a new hat.

The moral of this story is that if you can't plan ahead, bulky yarn and size 13 needles are your friend.

Also, if I was smarter, I would start next year's winter knitting now.  But we all know that's just not going to happen.