Friday Pleasures and Actual Knitting Content!

Changing into yoga pants. (If I did yoga every time I put on yoga pants, I'd have a body like Madonna, minus the broken bones.) Opening a beer - no doubt another reason I don't have a body like Madonna. Oh well. Aaah, Friday....

Actual knitting accomplishments have been accomplished this week! Shocking! Finished the long-sidelined socks on two circulars grafted toe and all, and the second linen washcloth. 105 degree heat index has been replaced with thunder and rain, so no photos. Washcloth is in the wash right now, getting beaten into linen-y softness. I'm craving more linen, but I will resist, for now. I'll take pichers when the linen is camera-ready and the sun shines again so the Koigu doesn't look like Scary Clown Socks. (You know, like "It.") Colors that are cheerfully muted and gentle in natural light are screamingly garish and scary in flash. I'm shooting for tomorrow, in the nice, clear morning air. If we get any.

I no longer hate socks on two circulars. I'm actually kinda getting into it - the ability to carelessly wad up said sock and stuff it in a bag, with the stitches secured in the middle of the cord and not threatening to pop off one or more of FOUR traitorous needles - it's a Good Thing. But I still like DPNS for the ease of not having to swing dangling ends of sharp skinny metal needles out of my way, especially when I'm knitting with a bouncy Boston puppy who leaps to kiss me when the spirit moves him - I'm terrified he's going to jab himself on the end of a metal circ. Bamboo dpns seem far less threatening somehow.

I am eyeing the sock yarn I bought at Sip and Knit and trying to decide whether to start a pair on circs or dpns. Dog safety will probably decide this. Again, photos are rain delayed, but I bought some Regia self striping in colors that look like fire - reds, oranges, yellows. I can't wait to play in that stuff, and I need to make a needle selection. But, reading what I just wrote above, I think I already have.

Just got the new KnitPicks catalog. I'm not a mohair girl, though I know Everybody says it's soft, it makes me itch. But damn, I really want to try some of that Suri Dream. Brushed alpaca and wool, it sounds so lovely, I'm thinking blueberry in a scarf or shawl. At four bucks a ball it's hard to go wrong. Lots of cool inexpensive yarns here, definitely playtime material.

The work week has been good. Challenging, but good. It's really a kick to get to use my street smarts of real estate and developer stuff - I'm intervening in a few issues and my new boss says she was very impressed with my analysis and it's just what she wants me to do. I'm being handed projects and told to to go with it. So challenges are good - such a wild change from What Color Is Your File Folder. NO regrets about the job change. NONE.

Many thoughts are stewing around in my brain, they aren't fit for blogging yet. The knee is better, but not perfect - the pain is greatly reduced but the clicking and weakness are still with me - yet I plan to risk my knees again this weekend.

Tomorrow I want to rent a storage unit. When Girl moved back from Tally she abandoned a lot of furniture but brought numerous plastic storage boxes of Stuff and various furniture odds and ends that have no place here. Much of that stuff isn't needed until she has a place of her own again. The garage contains quite a few Treasures she wants to keep, and it's just not healthy for them to sit out there in the high heat and humidity. Tis time for a Storage Unit, a place for bookcases and spare lamps and linens and such. I can also shift a lot of seasonal stuff, like 50 year old Christmas ornaments, that deserve better treatment than the indignity of a hot Florida garage. So that is The Plan for tomorrow - renting, not necessarily filling. That can be done over a few evenings and weekends, a bit at a time.

Sunday is a Gilmore Girls Marathon! I'll be on the couch with Girl and the dogs, and my knitting. She has committed to making me stand and stretch between episodes.