getting it in a pile

My friend Dr. K had an expression “getting my poo in a pile” that is simultaneously really gross and very descriptive. Right now it mostly fits.

I’m doing better now than I have been in a bit. I feel a little more balanced and in control of my situation, and that’s good. Part of it I think was having last week mostly actually suck so that I could get my poo in a pile and make this week not suck. I realize that today is only Monday but work with me here, ok?

Over the weekend Lancelot and I spent some time “renovating” our guest room. My favorite way to reno/redo/whatever you want to call is to try to see what all I can accomplish with a budget roughly equivalent to a 4th grader’s allowance. Mostly this involves moving things from one place in the house where they’re underutilized to another place. So we did that, plus I bought 4 mid-sized storage boxes at Target. It was a huge success.

I also ended up go through my yarn stash looking for ideas for holiday gifts. Yes, it’s not quite September. No, I’m not crazy. I’ve got a few people this year that I want to knit things for and I don’t want to go all goofy crazy trying to finish in time. And I’ve somehow lost a skein of yarn. Dammit.

Anyway, while I was digging I came across the separate stash of yarn. One of the older gentlemen at the university knows I’m a knitter and so periodically he brings me gifts of yarn. I suspect that he and or his wife grab yarn that they find at garage sales, which isn’t what I typically knit with but it’s yarn and it’s a very lovely gesture. So I’ve just been hanging on to it, waiting for the universe to tell me what it should be.

It’s going to be used for charity.

I started a scarf yesterday with one small skein. I’m thinking I’ll make some scarves, hats, maybe mittens. This is almost entirely acrylic yarn that can be abused and not mind one bit. Winter here gets brutal and there’s routinely a shortage of winter gear at the local homeless shelters. It seems like a very appropriate thing to do, take one kindness and turn it into more.

Now if I could just find that missing skein of yarn…