When does a blog come in handy?

When you happen to make note of the inconsequential doings in your life, only to have them be of consequence somewhere down the road. I did indeed make note of that pain conference here, and it's within 2 years of my last license renewal. Praise be! I was getting tired of accumulating CEUs one at a time on that unlimited plan.

I'm there though, and so sometime later, I'll be sending in my renewal form, secure in the knowledge that I've achieved the minimum requirement.

Now back to what's really important: our regularly scheduled knitting, and oh, yes, spinning. I've been spending a bit of time at my wheel--and I went to circle on Saturday--lead there by an event the night before.

On Friday night, I presided at a patient's home death. The house was full of women who were seated in a semicircle around the room and speaking quietly amongst themselves. Though their grief was palpable, so was their inner strength. As I drove home late that night, I realized that I missed the routine of spinning on Saturday mornings, but more importantly, the company of strong and lovely women.

I bought this wool at the Ann Arbor fiber festival and can't recall the fiber content. Perhaps it's a generic type wool mixed with alpaca, for it certainly has a halo. No matter the fiber content, the yarn wants to be mittens. With pink cuffs. I love that my wool speaks to me!

It was like I'd never missed a single Saturday. I'm going to try hard not to miss any more. The issue has been my back, and my inability to carry all of my supplies. If I have to buy a wagon to make life easier, I'm going to do just that. I'd forgotten how meaningful that group is to me.

Australian merino in the Fable colorway from my friend, Sarah. I think it wants to be a shawl when it's done. I'm thinking it'll need a pattern that will show off the beauty of this yarn with a the contrast which is the same color, but silk. Maybe a simple triangle with a lace border.

And the spinning which I've ignored, too? Just like riding a bike...

For those wishing an update on my furniture, well, let's just say the buyers didn't come on Saturday. Since The Misogynist cares so little about this situation, or the value of my time, this is the only missive I received last Friday (the grammar and crimes against the dictionary (not to mention spell check) are all his and included the DINNING room set in the subject):

Dear Nurse Rudee:

Giving you advance notice so you don't wait around.

I talked with purchases from Ohio. They promised me check mailing on Sunday. The check arrived this morning and I deposited it accordingly.

As you may know out of state checks take a good number of days to clear. This one was from Metropolitian Insurance Company which I am not familar. This check should clear by next Wednesday and I will bring cash for next week.

Sorry but I cannot give cash advance until the check clears accordingly.

Thanks for your understanding in this matter.

Sincerely,

IMA Realjerk

Since he has not contacted me since Friday to set up a time to pick up this set, I've no clue when he plans on coming. It better not be Saturday morning, because I've got other plans.