I Knit Not

I did not knit today.  I suppose that, technically, the day is not over and that knitting is still possible.  But, as of this writing, there has been no knitting.  

What with it being a Monday and all, one could forgive the lack of knitting during the day.  I do have to work in order to earn my meager living so I should really be focused on that for at least part of the time.  I used to be able to squeak in a row or two during lunch.  But, with the recent changes in my schedule, I no longer have those precious twenty minutes and daytime knitting is out the window.

Besides, there was waaaaay too much of the angst going on around the old school today for good knitting to happen.  The low student enrollments and sweeping budget cuts are starting to take their toll.  Answering the inter-office phones or going to any sort of meeting could easily result in hearing that your services will no longer be required come September.  So far, I'm pretty safe and don't see any job loss in my future.  No one else would want my job anyway.  But there is a certain chill in the air these days and people are treading lightly.  Add to that the recent announcement of who will be replacing our principal next year upon his retirement and you have a powder keg just waiting to make blowy-uppy noises very, very soon.  

Too grim for knitting.  The stitches would be all tight and anxious.  Any sock knit under these conditions would never fit my foot.  I could probably use them to roll quarters.  But not to put on my feet.

I often knit whilst riding the exercise bike in the afternoon.  That is a great way to get in an hour's worth of string wrangling.  I was sort of looking forward to that.  And by, "sort of" I mean that it would be fun if you took the exercise part out of it.  But, I was still gonna do it, by gum!

Except that I spent the entire hour untangling a financial snafu of epic proportions which included having to call the bank and use a calculator.  Yes.  I rode the stupid bike while I did it.  But, I did not knit.  I only have two hands and I needed both to wield the phone and the calculator.  I used my toes to shuffle through the various statements, receipts and other pieces of paper needed to navigate my way through the dollar signs.

I guess it is rather fortuitous that I have discovered a hole in the toe of yet another pair of my favorite hand knit socks.  I really need those toes for doing the higher math.

After that I was hungry.  Crunching numbers and singing along to the soothing music the bank provides to its "on hold" customers can really take it out of you.  I was maybe even a little light headed.  Instead of trying to knit at that point, it seemed best to have a little dinner.  I used one of those receipts stacked up by the phone as a napkin.  At least that way it served some sort of logical purpose.  

Then I thought it might be nice to sit and stare vacantly into space for a while.  And that brings us to the here and now.  I am writing about how the universe has conspired against me and thwarted any and all knitting attempts.  I am still not knitting.  I probably will pretty soon though.  I could use some new socks.

My toes are cold and I'm tired of counting them.

SA