When I taught, last night would have been a series of getting up, looking out the window, going back to sleep, getting up again a few hours later and repeating that until rising even earlier than usual, putting on the radio and listening to hear if school was closed. I taught in Ithaca, where closing school did not happen often, even when surrounding schools were closed. I remember mornings, at a barely light 6:45 am, of scraping and banging enough ice off my windshield to have a circle to peer out of, then hacking my way into the car and cautiously backing out of the driveway, slowly making it down to the main road, and then in to Ithaca, 12 miles north. Sometimes those few miles took 45 minutes or more.
Sooo I was one happy camper when I read the forecast yesterday. I packed up my portable office from the shop and set up the computer, cell and other needed items in the yarn room, ready for today. This morning surprisingly brought the predicted forecast. I got up so happy to spend the entire day inside in my jammies, doing work, catching up on things and generally having a good time with myself and any
fiberholics ummm customers who happened to call.
I had a long list of jobs to get done-----
- Rinsing and drying 5 pounds of targhee
- Stopping up the sink.
Well, not really, but it did happen right in the middle of rinsing some biscotti targhee. So Jim was called down from the floor work above to be a plumber. Jim wears many hats, besides the balaclava. He is a carpenter, cabinet maker, floor refinisher, plumber, electrician, spindle turner and a whole bunch of other useful things. Of course while he was unstopping the sink he managed to get pink water all the way to the other side of the kitchen. We are not discussing that, although the floor is now much cleaner. Now we have to avoid using the sink until tomorrow morning. Once I get going on my list of things to do I really want to be crossing items off, not postponing them. Sooo after considering the options I completed rinsing the targhee in the bathroom sink; not an easy process but it did finish the job. Jim even made us some nice eggs, toast and coffee just like a holiday or Sunday morning.
- then to
cookummm, heat set more targhee.
Yup, that's Basel, SmokeyBlue and Sparkles all comfy right near the dining room table.
Another one is at the bottom of this page.
- Watching the redpolls through the icy window at the feeder.
These little finch sized birds come all the way from arctic coastal areas to winter in upstate NY. I get boggled thinking that they think this is warm.
My reward is going to be to spin up more fiber for the Dogi Vest.
- and to make some yarn samples for the 5 new tonal colors in Blue-faced Leicester.