Two “Will I ever learn?” situations for this weekend.
The first, will I ever learn that I miscount when baking bread, always, and that erring on the side of caution is the wisest choice? Yesterday I decided to bake some bread. Mr. Ink had another super hard work day, I think the job is slowly killing his soul and it’s really hard to watch someone go through that and not be able to help. So, I decided to bake his favorite bread. Because comfort food. I KNEW I’d miscounted the amount of flour I was putting in there, but somehow just kept going, gaslighting MYSELF into thinking I really hadn’t miscounted. Naturally, I ended up with extremely dense bread, as it had probably a cup and a half more flour than it needed. Ugh. When will I learn? I do this ALL the time.
When will I learn situation 2. I have a dog now. WHEN will I learn to put my knitting up when I get up from my chair? I consistently set my knitting on my ottoman, despite having a perfectly nice out of the way knitting basket, where Lizzie then, in her excitement and play, runs into it, dragging the knitting and yarn all over the house and getting herself well trussed up in the process. Today I had to chase her down while hollering “SIT LIZZIE!! SIT! SIT LIZZIE!” and she’s not a very still dog, so she’s still squirming while she’s sitting. I extracted yarn from over her eyes, her muzzle, two hind feet, if she’d gotten any more tangled she’d not have been able to run anymore!
Thankfully no harm done to the knitting itself on it’s fast drag through the house, which was sleeves of the legends of the fall sweater again. I finished the increases today and now I am putting the project away to take to work. I need to knit in 4 more colors and then the sleeves are done. It’ll be a great mindless work lunch project so I am saving it for that and will begin working on the main body of the sweater at home again.
As you may begin to notice, it snowed here again. I spent a good portion of the morning shoveling with Mr. Ink. While he doesn’t ever request my help, I decided I needed a little out of the house time, and it’s 20 instead of 9, so it feels far more mild today.
I guess that’s about it for me, the weekend has been so quiet that I am venturing into “too quiet” territory and will require a walk myself, much to the happiness of Lizzie I am sure. I am caught up on podcasts, I was reading a book but it’s long and expansive and I haven’t ever been sure I liked it even though I’ve pushed through and am nearing the end. I hold out hope that it could redeem itself. The TV mini series Mr. Ink is turning on from time to time I don’t care for even though it seems like one I should like. I don’t think any of the characters are particularly likable, and though sometimes I love that in a show, this one I do not. I guess if one is not particularly pleased with any entertainments indoors, the solution is to get outdoors!