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pixiecrinkleI have a house mouse. Haven't had one in about 2 years. I think maybe he's been here for a day or two because I've heard rustlings from the kitchen when I've been in the living room. Tonight I walked in the kitchen, and it stopped, so I returned to the couch to knit. Then I caught sight of something out of the corner of my eye. Then it ran behind my bookcase. I got up, it ran back toward the kitchen. So I walked over, and it was hiding behind the box of unassembled Ikea furniture propped against the wall. And it just looked so freakin' cute sitting there. So I left it alone. It ran clear around the other side of the room then toward the back door. Later on I noticed a small piece of wood out of place along the base of the door frame. I replaced it and haven't seen him since. I'm hoping he left, like the last mouse did. I don't like the idea of setting a kill trap.
I started the second slipper tonight and was knitting merrily along. I screwed something up after I did the heel shaping, but I had it fixed pretty much. Then I noticed that something just didn't look quite right. So I pulled the finished one out. They aren't even close to the same size. The only thing I can figure out is that I mistook the instructions for the 3" cuff to read 8". Which is fine, because that just means there's more cuff to roll back. I pondered grafting on another piece later since these are felted and it wouldn't be that noticeable, but I eventually decided against it. So I unraveled all the work I'd done tonight. So maybe mom's gift won't be on time after all.
Weird thing this afternoon: We had two meetings back to back in the same room. Between them, my boss and his administrative assistant came in the room and started looking under the conference table. We all felt stupid for standing there and asked what they were looking for. Turns out, he'd lost his wedding ring and had been in that conference room all morning. He was pretty upset with himself (he mentioned that he spins it around, which I have noticed before) but was pretty ok. He hadn't found it by the time we left our next meeting. I'm hoping I see him with it tomorrow because he merely forgot to bring it wear it when he came in to work. That's just not something I'd wish on anybody -- too many sitcoms have used that plot. :-(
I started the second slipper tonight and was knitting merrily along. I screwed something up after I did the heel shaping, but I had it fixed pretty much. Then I noticed that something just didn't look quite right. So I pulled the finished one out. They aren't even close to the same size. The only thing I can figure out is that I mistook the instructions for the 3" cuff to read 8". Which is fine, because that just means there's more cuff to roll back. I pondered grafting on another piece later since these are felted and it wouldn't be that noticeable, but I eventually decided against it. So I unraveled all the work I'd done tonight. So maybe mom's gift won't be on time after all.
Weird thing this afternoon: We had two meetings back to back in the same room. Between them, my boss and his administrative assistant came in the room and started looking under the conference table. We all felt stupid for standing there and asked what they were looking for. Turns out, he'd lost his wedding ring and had been in that conference room all morning. He was pretty upset with himself (he mentioned that he spins it around, which I have noticed before) but was pretty ok. He hadn't found it by the time we left our next meeting. I'm hoping I see him with it tomorrow because he merely forgot to bring it wear it when he came in to work. That's just not something I'd wish on anybody -- too many sitcoms have used that plot. :-(
