Blessed Spring!

The first day of spring is finally here! While it’s chilly today, I’m one of the lucky ones that did not receive snow, so there’s that to be thankful for. This winter has been the type that required so much energy to function through, and I’m looking forward to coming out of this weather coma and enjoying my city again.

The baby blanket marathon continues. One complete (but for weaving ends and blocking), and the second has begun. At the rate I’m going, I’m optimistic that the blankets will greet each of their recipients. This pleases me, because I hate being late, although I will often resign myself to that fact.

Divorce, on the other hand, moves slowly. The actual legal business is done, and now I have reached the endless process of a name change. It’s strange, how much of a difference a different name makes. I feel more removed from that portion of my life, because after all, that was a completely different person!

My current frustration lies, however, in the movement of the bills. Many things in the old house were in my name, and he has taken his dear time in switching them – painting me as a nag and an evil ex when I ask for updates. It is his life after all – even if these things are using my name in the meantime.

Soon, however, it will be done. And then I will have no further ties to that place. Small blessings, indeed.

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Knitting hibernation

There is something incredibly decadent and satisfying about canceling everything on your to-do list, sitting at home and knitting with fabulous yarn.

I knit as active meditation, and as exercise for my hands (blasted early-onset arthritis), so I have never bothered to try and develop speed. This has been really problematic only during the three month Christmas present sprint I tend to do each year. Otherwise, the slow rhythm of knitting is exceptionally comforting to me.

After such a tumultuous week, it was heaven to sit down with a skein of decadent yarn and whip out a cowl. I am ball-winding challenged, and ended up with my hank in quite the gordian knot, but once I got all untangled, I was good to go.

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This is out of the Lorna’s delightful hand-dyed yarns in Vera, working into the crazy quick Garland Cowl. I edited out some rows, due to concerns about the amount of yarn I actually had. Since I’m a tight knitter, I also upgraded to size 13 needles. I wanted it to be a bit airy.

It traveled with me a bit, as you can see from game night in the background. It also was able to field trip to my favorite craft brewery, where I was able to catch up with a friend as I sewed in the ends.

This week, it’s been terribly cold. Not polar vortex cold (only due to lack of wind, though), and such extremes takes a toll on my mood. Although it desperately needs to be blocked, I decided to wear my new accessory anyway. The pink brightens the day, and it made me happy to wear such a lovely, happy piece of my own work.