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Bit of a Panic
Every morning I have a predictable routine. Wake at 6. Make coffee. Sit at computer until everyone awakes. This morning Pierson came into the office when I was still staring at the screen. At nearly 11, he still likes to have his mommy time. He was barely awake, but asked if we could sit an knit together. I was bored with the computer, so decided to indulge him. (I mean, how much longer will he really want to sit and knit with me)
So, I go to find my knitting bag.
Can't find it. I search everywhere. Pierson helps. At this point my youngest gets up. He never sees me frowning the first thing in the morning. Later in the morning it's expected, but first thing, he gets a big smile. I tell him I can't find my knitting bag.
While I'm making eggs, it's becoming clear to me that it is not in the house. When did I have it last? Yesterday afternoon at a park during soccer practice. There is no way that I forgot it. I mean, how could I? That's my knitting bag. It's with me all the time. After everyone is up, and the dishes are done, the boys hop in the car with me to go to the park. As I was driving, I was getting more and more upset. There is no way it would still be there. There are two projects in that bag!
As we pulled up, I looked on the sidewalk where I had been sitting, along with lots of other moms. (Come on, one of them would have told me I had left my bag behind. We all left together.) The bag wasn't on the sidewalk. My heart sank. As we pulled closer, there it was. Sitting on a wall. Somehow it had ended up there. Everything still in it's place.
So, what would I have lost?
*A super cute knitting bag that Estella gave to me
*One knit Regia silk/wool sock, along with the second sock, which I just started, skein of yarn & bamboo DPN's.
*A 1/3 finished MD Knitting baby kimono, and some very old needles that I would love to replace.
* My ancient Susan Bates "Knit-Chek". It's 20+ years old. Been with me since I started knitting.
*Chibis
* A fabulous pair of scissors.
*Emory board.
*$4
*An Altoids box with a tapestry needle, stitch markers & point protectors.
*Burts Bees lip balm. (I know, grow up and get lipstick already...but it's really dry here in NV)
*A pad & pen.
Disaster averted. Thankfully we live in the driest state in the US, so no chance of being rained upon. Some kind soul moved my bag so that the sprinklers (with "reclaimed water", yuck) wouldn't get it wet.
Am I lucky or what?
So, I go to find my knitting bag.
Can't find it. I search everywhere. Pierson helps. At this point my youngest gets up. He never sees me frowning the first thing in the morning. Later in the morning it's expected, but first thing, he gets a big smile. I tell him I can't find my knitting bag.
While I'm making eggs, it's becoming clear to me that it is not in the house. When did I have it last? Yesterday afternoon at a park during soccer practice. There is no way that I forgot it. I mean, how could I? That's my knitting bag. It's with me all the time. After everyone is up, and the dishes are done, the boys hop in the car with me to go to the park. As I was driving, I was getting more and more upset. There is no way it would still be there. There are two projects in that bag!
As we pulled up, I looked on the sidewalk where I had been sitting, along with lots of other moms. (Come on, one of them would have told me I had left my bag behind. We all left together.) The bag wasn't on the sidewalk. My heart sank. As we pulled closer, there it was. Sitting on a wall. Somehow it had ended up there. Everything still in it's place.
So, what would I have lost?
*A super cute knitting bag that Estella gave to me
*One knit Regia silk/wool sock, along with the second sock, which I just started, skein of yarn & bamboo DPN's.
*A 1/3 finished MD Knitting baby kimono, and some very old needles that I would love to replace.
* My ancient Susan Bates "Knit-Chek". It's 20+ years old. Been with me since I started knitting.
*Chibis
* A fabulous pair of scissors.
*Emory board.
*$4
*An Altoids box with a tapestry needle, stitch markers & point protectors.
*Burts Bees lip balm. (I know, grow up and get lipstick already...but it's really dry here in NV)
*A pad & pen.
Disaster averted. Thankfully we live in the driest state in the US, so no chance of being rained upon. Some kind soul moved my bag so that the sprinklers (with "reclaimed water", yuck) wouldn't get it wet.
Am I lucky or what?
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