Feh. Well, I seem to have a case of the blogging blues, a syndrome which seemed to hit a few bloggers over the summer. Nothing seems to be interesting or worth writing about, and the big post I had a couple of days ago got eaten up when Firefox froze on me. I am the most boring knitter in the world.
So here I am at 1:34 in the morning glued to NY1, watching the reporters get tongue-tied from exhaustion, hoping against hope that there won't be transit strike tomorrow (well, later today, actually.) My transportation situation will be pretty grim if they do strike - right now, I don't have a day off until Christmas day, and I'm filling in for two other people and I'm kind of the only person who really knows either job - not going to work is not so much an option. Unless the taxi fairy blesses me (at $25 each way), I'll be walking 20 minutes to the MetroNorth Station at 225th St, and taking that to Grand Central, then walking another 15-20 minutes to work. Then doing it in reverse to get home. At midnight. In December.
Awesome.
I know it could be worse - at least I don't have to be at work at 9am - right now we still don't know what will happen - the deadline was midnight, but they're still meeting - and it's conceivable that you could wake up to a nasty surprise. At least I travel at off-peak hours. At least I live sort of near a MetroNorth station (though it's across this bridge that scares the shit out of me - I've actually never walked across it, I get panic attacks whenever I try.)
Have I mentioned that it's December? And it's sleeting outside?
Anyway.
The knitting, she is not going so well either. The cardigan for my niece? My gauge was so horribly off that even if I had just decided to make it bigger I would have run out of yarn. Frogged.
The Blu jeans for Al's new baby? I was sure the Den-M-Nit had the same yardage as the Rowan Denim, but apparently not. I started the first leg to find that it was obvious I would run out of yarn - when the sizes are this teeny, a 3-yard difference is a huge deal. I frogged and will try knitting the smaller size - it's all about the cute factor, anyway.
I can't even seem to craft properly - I need to remake my brother's Christmas stocking (um, soon!) and I brought it to work today to copy - unfortunately I forgot to bring the new fabric with me. I guess I'll crank it out tomorrow so I can get it in the mail ASAP - in case a transit strike screws up traffic enough to affect UPS. It's no joke that the city will be paralyzed.
Well, I tried to post a couple of photos of some new yarn and the Glampyre cardi, but Typepad refuses to cooperate. It's a plot, I tell you.
I'm on strike.