The library

Yesterday, I left the office a few minutes early because I mistakenly thought it was warm outside, and I wanted to enjoy some sunshine while there was still daylight to be had.  Bright blue skies can be quite deceiving!

Upon realizing that it was in fact frigid and maybe it wasn't such a hot idea to stand at the train station shivering, I ducked into the library to browse.  You see, I recently designed--all by my onesies--and began a new knitting project that is very near and dear to my heart.  I cannot wait until it is complete and I can share with you!  That in mind, I was determined to find a book or two about knitting so I can teach myself some new patterns.

Side note: libraries sort of scare me.  When I delve deep into the seemingly never-ending stacks that reach far above my head, I become totally & completely anxious.  There's the overwhelming stench of books, that I'm tempted to breathe in, but since the books are mostly extremely old, it's sort of a musty smell, and so maybe I should be holding my breath instead to avoid a sneezing fit.  And . it . is . so . quiet. Quiet enough that I can hear myself breathing--ah!  I'm supposed to be holding my breath!  It's an awful lot to endure just to get a book.

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It's a miracle I was able to navigate my way to the appropriate section and shelf I was so eager to find.  I briefly sorted through the options and walked away with two great finds I am certain will satiate my hunger for new knitting techniques.

I skimmed through them on the train ride home and am looking forward to scouring them this weekend if time permits.  B and I will be taking a mini road trip to help my brother and sister-in-law move into their new home.

[so excited!!]

Stubborn

Once I put my big, puffy, four-layer winter coat away, I have such a hard time convincing myself to bring it back out when Mother Nature decides to be flaky.  And by flaky, I mean snow-flaky.

My fall/spring jacket has gotten much use in the past several weeks as it has been rather mild.  Last Friday, temperatures in the Philadelphia peaked somewhere in the mid-70s.

Too good to be true?  Of course.

I should have known that finicky March would live up to its reputation.  When I left the house this morning, I was greeted by a freezing cold, misty precipitation that, along the way to work, managed to change over to snow.

Not very heavy, and certainly not enough to accumulate even a dusting, but it was snow, nonetheless.

The weathermen are forecasting similarly chilly mornings for the next few days, some with the threat of more snow, but I’ll be better prepared.  I’m stubborn and still refuse to bring out the aforementioned winter coat; instead I will be donning a handmade cowl for warmth.  That’s right—I’ve been living up to my promise.

How is Mother Nature treating you?

Knitting

I really enjoy knitting.  It's fun, relaxing and productive.  Above all this, what I like most about knitting is that it is an on-going activity.  There are always new patterns to learn, new items to make.

Regrettably, I have met few of my goals when it comes to knitting: I have not learned how to make socks, I never completed the blanket I was working on, and I haven't mastered certain techniques.

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Well...here it is in writing:  I will get back into the swing of knitting.  I will make use of my hour-and-a-half daily commute.  I will put a measurable dent in the massive stockpile of yarn that has done nothing but grow over the past few several months.

I will hold myself to these goals.