Well, I’m away from home for work for the week, and guys, my head is just not in the game today. I’m all ready for work – no problems there. However, I forgot my knitting. Let me repeat that. I FORGOT MY KNITTING!!
Or, as I put it when I realized that I had forgot my knitting, @#**$^&@^@&$#*!!! Only I did that pretty quietly, because I was in public.
There was a whole big, carefully thought out plan of what I was going to work on this week. I didn’t want to bring the Princess sweater along with me, because there’s a lot of support structure that goes along with working on this project. But what I could bring was a sleeve. So I started one of the sleeves, getting past the cuff bands that use a bunch of different yarns, and had it to the point where only the main two colors are in use. I have a copy of the pattern printed out for just the sleeve. I have a special little tool bag with exactly the tools that will be needed for the sleeve. And the whole thing is tidily packed up in a bag that closes for flying luggage safety. And it’s sitting on the kitchen table, where I will definitely be sure to see and and stick it in my suitcase.
I was so proud of myself – this was the plan that was going to keep me moving along on this sweater and keep me on track with my Year of Colorwork. Now I’m losing essentially 4 days, and I’m irritated with myself on top of it.
What the heck am I going to do with myself? How will I keep from going insane for three nights in a hotel room? Sure, I brought my Nook, and a paper book, and my work laptop so there’s the internet. And there’s a TV. But still though. What am I going to do with my hands?
Also I forgot my hairbrush, but that’s not anywhere near as big a deal.