Alone At Last

It’s quiet.  Doug is fed.  The animals are fed and have gone out to play.  I figure I have about 45 minutes until Doug comes in and turns on the TV.  Sometimes days go by with no chance of this kind of peace.

I am not happy with my sweater.  I finished the front band and attached it.  I held it up and didn’t like the way it hung.  I tried it on and stood in front of the big bathroom mirror.  Nope.  I still didn’t like it.  So I took the band off.  It needs the band so I am re-making it.  I think I will re-attach it differently, too.  I won’t give up on it.  I’ll get it right.  All this effort is not going to waste.

Yesterday was knitting group.  I had a birthday gift for Maria.  She is determined to make gloves.  I gave her some sock yarn, which is also good for gloves, and my old ball winder.  I had her make a swatch and told her to start the ribbing.  She’s going to try and come one day soon her help.  She’s trying to get Leslie to do it, too.  We have such a great time together.

Cora is doing very well with the swift.  She is so helpful!

My sewing is going well.  One robe is almost finished.  I need to do some embroidery on it before sewing the side seams.  It’s much easier that way.  I plan to complete the first night-shirt tomorrow and hopefully get halfway through the second.  Everything should be ready by the time I cross the bay.

I talked to my son yesterday.  He tried to get me to volunteer to pick a doctor for him.  He complained that it was hard to call anybody since he was at work.  I suggested he call one each day at lunch time with his questions.  ‘Are your accepting new patients?  What are your hours?  Etc.’  I had all ready knocked the list down to four for him.  Sometimes you just have to make your kid do things for himself.

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