Saturday, October 13, 2012

I picked up my knitting last night because I wanted to get the second pair of socks started before I forgot the pattern. We were given a handout at the first class, but it wasn’t exactly a pattern. These are Lifestyle socks (apparently), and they are to be knit to fit the feet they are being made for. My first pair are lovely and I’ve been wearing them when we go out.

Remember what I said about getting the second pair started before I forgot the pattern – too late! I spent most of my TV time last night trying to get the stitches cast on. When I finally got them on (in a manner I thought was right), I had trouble figuring out which end and which needle I was supposed to start knitting from. Fortunately there are lots of videos and instructions on the internet so I’ll be checking them out.

Pat spent the morning out on the back deck putting his new wheelbarrow together. The idea was that once the wheelbarrow was useable we would get some clean up work done in the yard. I spent the morning updating my quilting binder and puttering around in my studio.

We also planned a trip to the fabric store today so I could get material for my tie quilt. Pat and I had talked about colours and weren’t exactly in agreement with what would be best. We looked at a couple of colour schemes at the shop and came home with three shades of blue.

After a stop at the bank to deposit a couple of cheques (what a rarity when you retire) we headed down to the Magpie for lunch. On the way home Pat suggested we stop at West Coast Furniture to look for a writing table for him. He had looked at a few catalogues and choices online, but he hadn’t found anything just right. We were in the store about five minutes before he picked out and bought a table. The table and chairs came in two boxes, so he was busy this afternoon putting them together.

I spent the afternoon in the studio ripping apart the remainder of the ties. As I was ironing them (and thinking about them getting all wrinkled in shipping) I could hear Mum explaining why we spent hours ironing towels, sheets and underclothes – “they will lay flatter in the drawer”! Of course she was right. I was surprised they all fit into a small shoebox when I was finished.

I’m going back to tackle those socks now.