And yet no pics of yarn - I'm slipping!
I managed to get through to my plumber today. He's an absolute sweetheart and a safe tradesman. He explains what he's doing, is clear about pricing, and will call if he's running late. And he can come tomorrow morning. It's not too bad. Apart from boiling a kettle to wash the dishes, it's been fine.
It's been a funny sort of week. I was planning to leave the house super early Tuesday morning because I wanted to drop off donations at a charity shop, and I can't walk very far at all so I'd have to park close, which means leaving the house at the first chirp of the sparrow to make sure that I got a parking space. However I didn't get to sleep until 5am Tuesday morning and I decided that I probably wasn't in a good place to drive. I decided to go today instead. I didn't go today as I was trying to get through to the plumber, and as he's coming tomorrow, it looks like I'll get to the charity shop Friday if nothing else happens. I am not convinced I'll get out of the house on Friday, but who knows. Something may actually go to plan.
My bedroom is a pit, an absolute disaster, mainly marked by a huge heap of bags for life filled with knitting projects. I bought some things from Temu. They're basically hanging storage. I'll treat taking a pic from there the same was as I do taking a pic from Amazon - I'll give an attribution and a link (and I don't profit from links on here). I hope that's fair play.
They were a bit of a pain to set up and they're not exactly exquisitely made, but as long as I'm not opening and shutting them all of the time, they'll do. I've filled three. I've barely made a dent.
There's a lot of yarn, but there are also so many half finished projects. I'd forgotten about a few of them, including the blanket with yarn that had yak wool as part of it's fibre content. I want to knit this stuff. I got this yarn and started these projects because they called to me. They're still calling to me now. I want to get this stuff finished and done. I want stuff out of the bags for life and into sweaters, scarves, blankets, curtains and jackets. I feel like I could sit and binge knit, just to get some space cleared.
However I'd already decided that, as I fail at giving things up, I was going to spend Lent, which starts today, knitting for Mission to Seafarers. Most of my mother's family had connections with the sea. Some were Royal Navy, including my insane great uncle who learned how to eat mangoes in Palestine during shore leave during WWII, and the brother of my great grandfather who ran whiskey to the USA during Prohibition. Uncle was a ship's engineer for nearly twenty years. I know how much the Mission to Seafarers can mean to sailors in a strange port. I've got loads of yarn, including that sent by a lovely friend who is no longer with us, so I thought I should set to it.
This is the religious bit and you can skip to the next paragraph if you prefer. My understanding of the Bible, and I'm not claiming to be any sort of authority, is that if you promise something then you should follow through, even if you didn't have to promise in the first place. I may not have promised in front of a panel of bishops, but I feel that I have to follow through. I feel a little frustrated, but it's not exactly a huge hardship and the yarn will still be diminished. It just won't be the projects that are currently calling. Regardless, I worked on this today, which will be donated. Besides, it's forty days, not years and decades. I'll get stuck into the outstanding stuff soon enough.
Once the plumber has been tomorrow, I plan to return to finish clearing and sorting stuff in my bedroom. Due to the way the light falls and the narrow windowsills, my bedroom is perfect for a chilli nursery and I've got a load of seeds that I can sow, even if it's a bit late. Once that is done, and I've moved some furniture around in the living room, I can get on with things. I've even got some herb seeds to plant as well, although I plan for those to go outside fairly soon.
I don't have a brilliant track record at following plans through, but I'm hoping that the urge to plant chilli seeds will keep me going through any hiccups. I'll share how things go.
Hugs and good health to all.
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