Sunday, July 18, 2010

The Best Intentions

First of all, let me state clearly and for the record that  my intentions were very, very good.  Stellar, in fact.  I had an unfinished sock.  I was not going to allow myself to start anything else until I finished that dad-blasted thing.  So, I made a plan.  I was going to finish it by Saturday.  I even put it in that cool little app. I have on my Ipod that tells me everything I'm supposed to be doing and which makes me feel terribly guilty when I don't do lots of stuff.

For the record, I did not need that new Ipod.  But I ended up making more money off those four workshop days than I thought I was going to collect.  Not quite twice as much, but close.  Using part of it towards replacing the little shuffle model I dropped whilst attending those workshops seemed perfectly logical.  I also blame Kat.  She influences me.  Now I have an Ipod Touch and a waffle maker thanks to her randomly mentioning all the cool things she has in her life.  This is not my fault...

Where was I?  Oh, yes.  The sock.  I was going to finish it on Saturday.  I had quite a bit done already so this was not unreasonable.  However, as Saturday drew nigh, I sort of thought it might be a good idea to adjust the due date in my helpful app.  Sunday seemed like a good safety net.

I didn't plan on the heat.  No one told me that there would be heat.  I suppose any number of meteorologists might have mentioned it, but none of them bothered to call or email me personally.  Frankly, that seemed a bit negligent but I'm too hot to do much about it right now.

I tried, though.  I really did.  I knit in the cooler morning hours and hung in there until the sticky air made moving the needles impossible.  I did my best.



Close...but no cigar.



The heat beat me.  There was nothing whatsoever in that helpful little app. for this kind of situation.  Maybe when things cool down a bit tonight I'll be able to give it another go.  I might still make it, but I doubt it.  I think I might need to sneak in and change the due date again.  No one needs to know.  It'll just be between me and the Ipod.  I don't feel guilty, not one little bit.  It's not like I've had much in the way of support here.






My cheering section demonstrated a marked lack of enthusiasm which didn't help matters at all.



SA

8 comments:

kmkat said...

You got an iPod Touch, too? Cool! My favorite apps are the word games -- Boggle and Scramble2 -- and email and Twitter and Facebook and Google and... and...

When we were eating lunch in Bozeman, MT right before trying to find my cousin's place, the restaurant had wi-fi. While trying to get a local map on the Touch, I somehow managed to combine his contact in my address book with the Maps app and suddenly a map to his address popped up! Blew me away.

It it completely understandable not to knit when the yarn sticks to your fingers b/c of the heat and humidity.

Kath said...

I totally understand the heat vs. knitting issue. Other than socks I've been using a lot of single ply wool and I am always afraid of accidentally felting!

Anne said...

Is there ANYPLACE that's cool this summer? I thought for sure we could count on Maine.....

Donna Lee said...

I realized I didn't knit a single stitch yesterday. After a full week of temps in the 90's, I just felt worn out. Maybe tonight, but i'm not holding my breath for that one. I have a sock that's at about the same spot and I could finish it up with some dedicated knitting, if the heat would go away.

trek said...

Public libraries and grocery stores and enclosed malls and movie theaters all have air conditioning. Go catch The Sorcerer's Apprentice

Julia G said...

Even the sock looks like it has heat fatigue! I usually stick to knitting cotton in the summer but even that gets pretty soggy lately. The poor AGK must envy the VCK his short hair on days like this.

B. said...

I have been trying to catch up on UFOs too. In fact we went to a friend's cabin for the night and while we sat and visited, I worked on my sock. Their children were fascinated and surrounded me on all sides. They oohed and aahed -- one of their daughter's even asked if I would teach her to knit (she's 6 1/2 yrs old). My daughter, who is now totally uninterested in my skills, just rolled her eyes and left the room (...hormonal tweens...sigh).

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