Saturday Socks (and Sasuke)

Bleh. That's where I'm at. The land of Bleh. I've been sort of snuffy and sinus-y for the last few days. Nothing serious, really. Just those end-of-the-season allergies that sometimes pop up just for snorts and giggles. It's not even all that big a case of the Boogery Blues, just enough to be noticeable. There was some talk of meeting up with a friend of mine who was thinking of coming down this way for a visit, but the plans were left somewhat vague. I hate to admit this, but I was a bit relieved to not get the call. The overall sense of bleh is not conducive to wearing anything other than sweatpants and a dirty t-shirt.

I suspect that part of my overall sense of bleh is possibly connected to my having spent the whole summer not attending to the mundane tasks that, in another life, I could have delegated to my minions. I'm pretty sure that I could have had oodles of minions had I taken a different path. I'd literally be tripping over my toadies, all of whom would just waiting for the chance to do my bidding. But, I somehow managed to miss that stop while riding the bus of life and now I must take care of those annoying little chores myself. As is my way, I have left these tasks for the last couple of weeks of summer vacation and I am highly resentful of the time they are going to take away from my busy napping schedule. Now, if I had a minion or two, this is the kind of resentment I could put on them...

But, slowly, these things are getting checked off the to-do list and there is every reason to believe that there will only be one or two vital tasks that will be left undone. That will give me plenty of time to come up with a couple of brilliant excuses to whatever powers are in charge of punishing me for not doing these very important things and all will be well.

I'm nothing if not organized about my procrastination.

It was really rather thoughtful of Cartoon Network to decide that this should be the weekend to run non-stop episodes of Naruto. (hence the reference in the post title) I've pretty much been glued to the big glowing box and following the saga of the world's most unlikely ninja since yesterday morning. Yes, I made the appointment to get the tires replaced on the truck. And I cleaned out the fridge. I even subdued that stuff in the back that was growling at me. But I did it all to the ever-evolving soundtrack that comes with the little feller that houses the spirit of the Nine Tailed Fox. I also thought a great deal about the things I could and should have been doing and I have decided that this counts as part of competing the tasks. It's like pre-planning.

And I've worked on socks. I am almost done with the cuff of the second Bripple sock in spite of its contrary nature. Second socks are like that... Since there are one or two boo-boos in the first of the pair, I see no reason why there shouldn't be a couple in the second so I have decided to let it have the occasional tantrum in the interest of a matching pair. (Or a finished pair.) If the error is glaring, I'll go back. Otherwise, the yarn is funky enough to hide a multitude of sins.

I've also returned to the spinning of the gifted roving that was sent in order that it might one day grow up to become a pair of socks. I have to admit, I see good things here. The singles are spider silk thin, reasonably consistent and tightly spun. If I can ply them as firmly, I will have what I'm looking for in a durable sock yarn.

And it's got blue in it so, even if it's not exactly what I want, all will be well.

Yes, despite an active case of bleh, a mountain of boring grown-up type tasks to be tackled and an Anime Happy Fest to help me avoid those tasks, I have managed to make the fibery stuff happen! Go me!

September is coming. I am ready to be a good and positive influence on my students, the future caretakers of this great land! Let responsibility reign!

SA