Wednesday, January 10, 2007

It Never Ends...

Well, I seem to be recovering from my ironing obsession. It will be a long process and there will be relapses. I know this and I am prepared to deal with recurring urges to iron things simply because I am the proud owner of a new drug store iron. I can only hope that, with the support of good friends and a supply of spray-on wrinkle releaser, I can become the proud non-houseworking type of gal I used to was... Thank you for all your kind wishes in this, my time of trial.

Meanwhile, a new struggle has entered the picture. For some reason, every lightbulb in my home has decided to burn out simultaneously. This would be handily dealt with under ordinary circumstances: Untwist offending, nonworking bulb. Discard. Twist acceptable, working bulb in the opposite direction (after ascertaining that the wattage is within the limits of the lamp's wiring, of course) and voila!! Let there be light!

But two of these bulbs are the fluorescents from the closets. They are in awkward places. They are in dark places. Fluorescent bulbs last a really long time so I've never actually had to replace one before. You have to stand on a chair while the cats helpfully jump up to paw at your pajama legs. Lights no go in slots. When lights do go in slots, lights no make light. Sheep is feeling stupid. And the closets are dark. I spent more time this afternoon dealing with this than is really necessary. Or that I feel I should share. It is a little embarrassing and lends itself to jokes that go something like, "how many sheep does it take to screw in a lightbulb?"

Clearly it is more than one. And I am but one Sheep. One Sheep who cannot see her clothes. For all I know they are wrinkled in there. They may need ironing.

You see the problem.

On the knitting front, sock #2 advanced by all of two rounds last night. There is a little reluctance on my part, I fear, due to the dwindling yarn supply. Deep down in my knitter's heart of hearts, I really think I'm gonna make it. But the chance that I will be left with a toeless sock has made it difficult to progress on the project. But, lemme tellya: if these work out then I'm going to have one stunning pair of foot warmers!!! The colors are bright, the yarn is dense and sproingy and the fit is quite something to behold. Perhaps I'll bit the bullet tonight and see if I can't make a little progress with a weekend viewing in mind.

Or, I could spend the evening trying to screw in a lightbulb. Insert whatever joke you feel is appropriate here.


SA

10 comments:

Julie said...

Oh Sheep, screw the lightbulb (hee hee)and knit the sock! I want to see a finished pair and your wittle hooves will be so happy to have some nice new sockies :)

trek said...

Have you got one of those handy dandy digital gram scales? You could weigh the finished sock and make sure that it used no more than half of the alloted STR.

It takes two Sheep to screw in a lightbulb. One Sheep to call Daddy Sheep and Daddy Sheep to take care of the problem ;o)

Beth said...

I consulted with my fluorescent light bulb changer and he said you have to rotate the bulb about 90 degrees after it slides into the slot. Hopefully that will help and you can knit in peace. :)

catsmum said...

you could always put contrast toesies on the socks if you run short ... although that will invilve the dismemberment of sock #1.

Jeanne said...

Or hide the foot wearing the unfinished toe in the closet where the light is burned out, thus being unable to see the toe and being able to convince oneself that the rest of the toe is actually there.

;-)

The lightbulb outside exploded the other day, or I thought it did. Turned out to be a fuse issue. Lightbulbs don't live long in my house.

mehitabel said...

My house eats lightbulbs for breakfast. Right now there is no light in the dining room, because the fourth bulb in a row popped! Also, fluorescent tubes generally have something called "ballasts" that have to be replaced too. I hate lightbulbs. And ironing. Oh well, if you can't get the bulb replaced, go buy one of those stick-on battery things and that will solve the problem!

Debbie said...

Contrast toesies! I've done that. Ran out of yarn on the second Fuzzy Foot, so I made the toes of just the second one in a contrast color and called it a Fashion Statement. I wear them proudly and they show. Unless you're planning on wearing your STR socks with sandals, no one will know. (Except the blogosphere, of course. Heh.)

Anonymous said...

There must be something afoot here. I had 3 60wt bulbs blow in the past few days and the big fluorescent over the kitchen sink is acting up. I do have a suggestion for your little lighting issue. Have you seen those lovely headlights worn by spelunkers or people who walk multiple dogs at night? You should wear one of those when you change the bulbs in the closets! Or you could just wear one of these when you wanted to find something in the closet. Of course then you will have to be sure to take it off before you get to work.
Karen
http://nothingbutknit.blog-city.com/

CursingMama said...

screw the lightbulbs - stop by the grocery store and get some heavy duty flashlights. They're more versatile anyway - HM would be glad to know you've got them stashed all over the place in case the power goes out.

Debby said...

You have (had) lights in your closet?? And this is after you tell us about the iron that spouts steam? Will wonders never cease??

It must have something to do with the fact that I live in a house from 1927 (I thought it was pretty cool we had closets and electricity) and have an 11-year old iron...guess I need to get out more and Go Modern.

Oh, one piece of advice if you haven't already shopped for your bulbs: be sure they are not the aquarium flourescent kind. I was trying to help my friend change her bulbs, and guess what we came home with...she doesn't have plants or fish, so back they had to go...