They are supposed to come fix the dryer. I have gotten two hangups from them and no parts in the mail. I am crossing my fingers that they have the part on the truck–if it ever comes.
What to do though? Do I knit or do I catalog stash again? I want to knit but I need to catalog. Here’s what’s currently tempting me. Kevin’s Dale of Norway sweater that was unearthed just in time for the upcoming Olympics! St. Brigid–who received some attention from Ann and I on Tuesday. Ann and I had a bit of a disagreement on where I was in the charts. I think Boar needs to settle it! And the red scarf. Reddish scarf…cognac…that counts, right? I am not liking the pattern I chose. I was going to do a shawly thing but they say scarf. I had to wind that freaking Fiesta by hand. Owen. A trip to the hardware store is in need. The wing nuts are nowhere to be found!
In a bit of sad, icky news. Granny is sick. She is so full of piss and vinegar that it has hit me completely off guard. I guess I didn’t realize just how attached I am to her. My mom and I agreed, that while she is away, Granny is like a surrogate mom. Work sucked yesterday–I missed her. It’s just not the same. I wouldn’t even put the radio on…I didn’t think I could handle them playing her song…So, please keep Granny in your thoughts and prayers. She’s my friend.