Bright and early Monday morning, I have to roll myself out the door and off to the airport (more details on that Monday). I’ll be gone for a while, and there are a whole host of things I really should be doing right this very moment to make sure that trip goes smoothly.
But instead of doing those things, I found myself sorting out what travel knitting I’d take. I know, brilliant use of my time, right? Especially the part where I said ‘well, this sock is almost done, if I just finish it up that will make it much easier to pack.’ I know, even I am not quite sure of the logic of that one. All I can say is that it seemed perfectly reasonable earlier today.
Then, upon finishing it, I whacked it on a blocker, opened my office window, clamped the blocker to my window sill, and grabbed a pic (it’s cold outside and I’m in a hurry, I’m not going out if I don’t have to). And now, now I will show it to you. Because apparently I have this knitting blog and it has somehow managed to become a higher priority than clean pants to take on my trip.
It’s awfully pretty if I do say so myself (the sock, not the dirty pants). I’ll be working on its mate while I’m away. But I won’t be going away if I don’t go wash some clothes and set a few things in order. Now. No, now. No really, I’ve got to go, the to-do list is really a bit scary.