. . . sung to the tune of “Unforgettable” by Nat King Cole.
Unpredictable pretty much sums up my life this year. It took me a lot longer than I’d expected to get over the “bug” I had at the first of the year. I was in a funk for months…feeling sorry for myself, propped up (see previous post) in my bed drinking hot tea with honey and lemon to soothe my aches and pains. Prodigious amounts of ibuprofen and vitamin C helped a lot, too.
Then, when I was beginning to feel pretty good about having things back to my usual (predictable) routine, my daughter and her ever-so-wonderful significant other came back from Cabo San Lucas…and she was wearing a beautiful new–and very sparkly–engagement ring! Being the mother-of-the-bride, I felt it appropriate that I should go far and waaaay beyond the level of enthusiasm she apparently expected from me, and began looking at all things “wedding” everywhere! We’ve compromised…that means I managed to stifle my extreme delight to a degree that was acceptable to the happy couple. We agreed that I can indulge myself and collect enough goodies to build the wedding(s) of the century…as long as they only exist on Pinterest. A “virtual” wedding, so to speak. Actually, it’s great fun because I could (and did) pick out 20 or 30 wedding dresses, 40 or 50 bouquets, 20+ venues (I’m holding out for Santorini–did you know how popular barn weddings are???), at least 10 different shades of stretch limousines (with tuxedos to match)–and several other modes of transportation, up to and including a rickshaw. And it won’t cost me a penny! (better yet, it won’t cost the happy couple a penny either)
Then, when I was thinking I’d gotten past my initial flurry of wedding indulgencies, my BFF dragged me (literally!) to see the floor plans of a new apartment complex that’s opening up next month, less than two miles from where I live here in Happy Hollow. I immediately fell in love with the kitchen–since what I have here falls far short of an actual working space (when I open the dishwasher, I have to load and unload it from the side) and the openness of the living/dining/work spaces made it a foregone conclusion. We both filled out our applications and submitted them that same day.
Then, when I was looking forward to both of us being able to select units near each other…my BFF was notified that an apartment that she’d been on a waiting list for the past three years, was available…in two weeks. She was torn about moving further away instead of into the same complex…but she’d waited so long and it had been her dream for three years to live there. So, over the next several weeks, we were in various states of panic trying to get her ready to move. The day came too soon…it hit both of us at the same time that this was really, really happening.
Then, when I thought I was settled in for the next three months and had “lots and lots” of time to get myself ready to move, the new complex called to tell me that I could move into my new apartment…in JULY!!! That’s NEXT MONTH!!! (I know, I knew that when I went to look at them, but I wasn’t supposed to move in until late August or September) So-ooo, today I’m in a panic because I have only weeks to pare down my “stuff” from a 2-bedroom apartment to fit into a 1-bedroom apartment without me having to walk sideways around the furniture. I’m surprised to find that I’m more concerned about keeping my yarn/fabric/craft “stuff” and less (slightly less) concerned about keeping my shoe collection. I’m blaming it on my advanced age…I’ve always been very protective of my shoes!
And, that’s why neither of the two eponymous purple sweaters have made it past the blocking stage. I plan to unpack and settle in by the end of the summer so I can (drummmmrooooollll) put them together in time to wear them to keep warm when the weather begins to change. But I have been knitting…in January I broke the only New Year’s resolution that I’ve ever kept for longer than a few weeks…that I would never make another New Year’s resolution. I resolved (yes, I did) to knit a scarf a month this year…my BFF grabbed the January scarf right out of my hands (and I should note here that I had it completed by the 21st of January)…I have the February scarf…the March scarf hasn’t recovered from being unraveled by an enthusiastic and very thorough Yorkie…the April scarf is about a third completed…the May scarf is about six inches long…and the yarns for the June, July, and August scarves probably won’t make it out of the packing boxes…for September, welllll maybe…October, November, and December are just too far away to think about. Still, if I just slightly reword my resolution, I might actually manage to keep it and knit 12 scarves–one for each month of 2013.
However, there is one scarf that I’m committed to finish, regardless of other happenings in my life. It’s the scarf I’m knitting for the Pink Scarf Project. Vicki Boster from 2 Bags Full, Vicki’s delightful blog, is collecting scarves to be given to women who have survived or are still fighting the battle against breast cancer. Vicki conceived the Project to promote Breast Cancer Awareness and it has been embraced by women from here to Australia. Vicki began receiving scarves within a week or so of launching the Project last fall. She has taken absolutely wonderful photos of them as they accumulate. Here’s a link to Vicki’s blog so you can see them and learn more about the Pink Scarf Project: http://vicki-2bagsfull.blogspot.com/. The deadline for the last of the scarves is September 15th…a date I’m determined to meet. I’ve been working on it off and on since April—when I pulled out about eight inches because I decided to use smaller needles and more stitches…it was worth it because it’s so much better this time. The yarn I’m using is James C. Brett’s Moonlight Sonata, in the most gorgeous shades of pinks and purples and all the shades in between. As I knit, I try to focus on putting positive thoughts into each stitch, infusing it with hope and my prayers for the woman who will wear it. I’ve decided that the true pink represents Love and the true purple represents Strength…and all the shades in between represent Courage because it draws from both.
I don’t know when I’ll be here with another post. In the meantime, I’ll be thinking about you and wishing you well…and lots of happy hours spent knitting. As Ahnold says…Ah’ll be Bach!
P.S. I’ll be featuring some of Vicki’s nests and wraps on My Favorite Things, where I’m going to share things that delight me in my meanderings through the internet. http:\\mfavthings.com Truthfully, it’s little more than a concept, but I have collected some great stuff to share when my life is less unpredictable. da da dada daaa . . . .