My laundry continues to teach me important lessons. Unfortunately, I’m a slow learner, so it’s pretty much the same lesson it tried to teach me last time. That laundry is one persistent little fucker.
So anway, I was trying to multi-task last night, doing laundry and tidying up my kitchen. The laundry did get done, and the kitchen did get tidied, but while I was making myself dinner, I also noticed that I’d stashed the laundry detergent in the fridge in my hurry to tidy everything up.
When you chop wood, chop wood. And when I do laundry, by God, one of these days I will learn to give it my full attention.
Then today, after an 90 minute-long 6:45 a.m. conference call, I found myself milliseconds away from hitting send on this email.
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Yup. Warm retards. I’m pretty sure the director of training for all our European offices wouldn’t have found that nearly as funny as I did.
The knitting is going rather better than either the work or the housekeeping, if somewhat more slowly. I finished swatching for Wicked (I even did it in the round, as it will be knit in the round), then virtuously washed and blocked my swatch. If I ever get out of the office today, I get to go home and measure my (washed-and-blocked) swatch to see if I’m getting gauge.
Oh, by the way, did I mention that I swatched in the round, then washed AND blocked my swatch? The Goddess of Gauge cannot fault me on this one. If I have a gauge disaster, it's all on her.