Not Myself
I'm completely out of sorts today; I don't feel like myself at all. I'm extremely irritated. Irritated that I came home to what I thought was an empty apartment to find Joe's mother "keeping Snickers company". What I didn't find was any sort of note or message with a contact number or return information for Joe and the boys in Rhode Island. I also failed find the message to see if I'd made it home safely.
I would think that Joe that has been body-snatched but for this strange marking on my upper left arm. Very The 4400. It wasn't there when I went to sleep, and there are no other marks on my body. I did have the most restful sleep in weeks, so could I have been altered by aliens? Whatever my new power, I hope it's for the best, and I hope they made me a faster knitter in the process.
As for knitting news, I did manage to wind that hank of Kochoran in spite of Yarn Connection's lack of yarn winder. A former co-worker, whose mother was a knitter, was too happy to relive moments of his childhood and help me with the hand-winding process. The Gioia pattern is quite easy, but I managed to bungle it a few times, and I had to rip back to the beginning each time. A forgotten yarn over here, a forgotten decrease there, and naturally, my stitch count was off. If anything, I've learned the value of a ruler to mark my place in a pattern.
In an effort to feel a bit more like "me", I'm heading over to Yarn Central for a visit with Marjanna and Theresa. There's a sale on, and I'm hoping to find yarn that appeals to the real me...and the alien me.
I would think that Joe that has been body-snatched but for this strange marking on my upper left arm. Very The 4400. It wasn't there when I went to sleep, and there are no other marks on my body. I did have the most restful sleep in weeks, so could I have been altered by aliens? Whatever my new power, I hope it's for the best, and I hope they made me a faster knitter in the process. As for knitting news, I did manage to wind that hank of Kochoran in spite of Yarn Connection's lack of yarn winder. A former co-worker, whose mother was a knitter, was too happy to relive moments of his childhood and help me with the hand-winding process. The Gioia pattern is quite easy, but I managed to bungle it a few times, and I had to rip back to the beginning each time. A forgotten yarn over here, a forgotten decrease there, and naturally, my stitch count was off. If anything, I've learned the value of a ruler to mark my place in a pattern.
In an effort to feel a bit more like "me", I'm heading over to Yarn Central for a visit with Marjanna and Theresa. There's a sale on, and I'm hoping to find yarn that appeals to the real me...and the alien me.
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