:Inhale. Exhale.:

It seems that I haven't been here much when in fact, I have started and stopped this particular post too many times to keep track. So I will just publish and it will be what it will be. 

I really do need to keep this a bit more up to date as we, the kids and I, will be leaving our current home on Saturday to be followed by hubby in two weeks, for our new location. I really do love my life- most of the time. But this is not one of them. 

See, I LOVE my life now. I have a FANTASTIC set of friends. Not just a single set, but a multiple set, depending on what mood I am in. I have a set for knitting. I have a set for scrapbooking. I have a set that overlaps their children with mine. I have a set that deals with hubby's job. And then the handful that I would consider those friends that are either sitting next to me in the jail cell or they are the ones that we are calling to come and get us. 

I am never at a loss. Until now. 

We are moving. Again. :Inhale. Exhale.: I don't want to move. I built my house. I LOVE my house. IT is the house that my children KNOW as their home. I was told we wouldn't have to move again. And yet. We are moving. Again. :Inhale. Exhale.: 

I know that the energy that I expel is felt by everything. That it is either absorbed or repelled by the things that are around me. I am almost positive that is why my house hasn't sold when it has been on the market since last August. I don't want to move. My house doesn't want me to move. But, I love my hubby and my place is with him. Yet, we are moving. Again. :Inhale. Exhale.: 

I know this is suppose to be about my knitting adventures. I love my knitting and it is incredibly therapeutic. But I haven't been able to knit to save my life in the last two weeks. I usually can do a sock from cuff to toe in two weeks. No problem. Yet, in the last 8 weeks, one sock. Not a pair, but one. Uno. Solo. Ein. 1. Has been done. (Granted I did do two cupcakes, but that was a measly 5 hour drive from Beckley, Virginia to home. 2 knitter friends birthdays that I wanted to honor.) No knitting done at all on the way out to Hampton. Very little on the way back. None since we have been home. 

Though I won't be able to call it home much longer. We are moving. Again. :Inhale. Exhale.: 

I will post a photo of the sock soon. I did finish the lacey shawl. I thought I would keep it and use it as a back-up for the wedding, but instead, gave it to hubby's FABULOUS secretary. She LOVES it. Plus, it is her color dead on. I think she even wore it to work the next day. I will post of photo of that as well. 

I best finish. Packing and sorting to get done. We are moving. Again. :Inhale. Exhale.:

Time flies when you're in the middle of a project

So I thought I would try and blog at least once a week. How hard could that be? There are some I have looked at only to find they are blogging once, twice, yes- even three times a day.... where do they find the time?

I thought I had it made this weekend. All this knitting time to myself, I envisioned I would get so much accomplished. Well, as you can guess by the tone of this writing, it didn't happen. Not by a long shot. I spent the entire weekend driving around the oldest to all of his activities. And by activities, I really mean, his hobbies. Three boys, I somehow drew the short stick, drug me to a Magic card convention. Not just a couple of hours in and look around, no, twelve stinking hours. Yes, that is right. 12. One- two. Doce. Zwelf. 2 hours past 10 hours. 12 long and tedious hours of listening to them talk about how that card is better than the other, blah blah blah blah blah. Not counting the hour it took to drive to the place and the hour it took for us to drive home. By the second day, I declared a magic free zone 12 feet around me. 

The only plus was that I ran away for an hour and a half to pop into a fabulous knitting store close by. And it was so worth it. I really like this little shop. It is quaint with an airy of cozy. Plenty of comfortable sitting spots. Lots of beautiful fibers to look at. Walls covered with displays of pre-made samples to jump start the creativity. And they are nice to boot. What more could a knitter ask for. The couple of times I have managed to drop in, I am greeted very quickly and can talk shop with anyone in there. I have even been able to contribute to the knowledge base without feeling like I am interfering. And a Bonus- great selection of sock yarn. 

I managed to snag another of this fabulous yarn, Misit Alpaca Worsted Weight 4-ply. Beautiful colors. The pinks and browns look fabulous.  Though I thought with it being 100 grams I could get a full pair from it, a good friend has already knit hers up and only managed one sock from the 

 one skein. So with that in mind, I have put into play two options. The first is that I purchased a second skein with the idea if I ran out than I already had one just in case. (No need to tempt the knitting fates with my stupidity.) The second option is that I purchase some fabulous baby cashmerino from Debbie Bliss line in a gorgeous dark chocolate to knit up the heels and toes. Either way, it is a win-win situation. IF I don't need the second skein, I can make a second pair of socks to give as a gift using the excess from the brown toe/heel skein to repeat. (Or keep them for myself. I never said I wasn't a selfish knitter.)

 Or the loverly store said as long as I don't wind it, I could return the second skein. (Like that would really happen. HA!) I would be able to trade it or best yet, just keep it. I do love my pretty colors....

Happy Knitting.