It’s raining. 2nd day now. The heavens burst open kind of rain that makes me want to start drawing up plans for an ark. The kind rain that used to mark the beginning of spring here until global warming gave us a drought instead.
Only, it’s not spring yet. It’s still !@#$%! cold and it’s supposed to snow tomorrow.
Spent most of yesterday in soaked shoes. Ditto this morning. All outer wear garments draped over chairs to dry. The cats are tiptoeing around the little puddles on the floor. If I do have to go out again I suppose I can always cut a hole in a garbage bag and use that as a raincoat.
Why, you say, would I have to go out again? Because even though I planned to take a 3 day weekend once dress rehearsals were over, the week is, as I posted previously, focakta. There are several loose ends or maybe even loose cannons about to ruin my day needing attention before opening tonight.
I can’t count on anything- even my hair appointment was cancelled because my hair guy is sick.
Is it any wonder that I had a little slip off the wagon last night? Those enablers at Knitch marked the sale yarns down to 50% off this week and announced it right in the middle of the Friday night knitting group. Digging around in the sale cubby and elbowing a few Sinking my fingers into some soft yummy yarn was enough to make me forget all about the madness of the week. I have yarn- how could there not be order in the universe? These seemed like good candidates for a pick me up:
Blue Sky Suri Merino- Autumn
Suss Fishnet- Chili Pepper
I’m planning to knit the Fishnet into a gift- does that make my little slip less bad?