Sunday, January 11, 2009

New Year, What, When, How?

Okay, so it's not actually a huge surprise. The New Year does follow Christmas, I've been writing 2009 on work documents for two weeks now (after scratching out 2008, then 1999, which for some reason has gotten stuck as the second default year in my brain after last year's...I'm not entirely sure I'm reconciled to the 21st Century).

And there was the big New Year's Day party, followed by the familial visitation. Between the two of these, we embarked on a major cleaning binge, in the middle of which (after having had the card table my computer was on stolen to play board games), I decided it was perfectly ridiculous to own a lovely desk and not use it. After a brief search, said desk was located in the bedroom (the location wasn't actually in doubt, but it was deeply buried in cruft dating back to construction hell) and moved upstairs to the sewing room. (There is going to be a resolution attached to this, but I'll get to it later in the post.) Anyway, after unburying the desk, not to mention my other computer, I now have a much nicer workspace:
desk and computer

Now, I'm not a big maker of resolutions, recognizing that most aren't kept. But I do have a couple for this year.
1) Put things away when I'm done with them. This is probably the biggest source of clutter around the house, and while I'm not extremely anal about tidiness- stop laughing, Mom, you're about to fall off your chair- I do find that minimizing the clutter is restful.

And that leads me to:
2) Finish going through remaining the bags and boxes of crap, throwing out or organizing and finding places for things to live. The biggest bar to putting things away is not having a 'right place' for them to go. Not that I haven't done a lot of that over the last couple of years, but I think it's time to finish.

If I can accomplish these two things, I think it will open the way for a lot of other projects to happen- I won't think, "Gosh, I should do xxx, but first I'd have to clean up the workroom. Well, maybe after I knit a blanket or something." Knitting, you will perceive is one of my favorite forms of procrastination. For example- there's this hat.
blue and white hat

This is part of my 'I'm bored with this yarn, how can I make it more interesting' campaign...also I've had this compulsion to do colorwork ever since the colorwork sweater that took over my brain in October. And despite not liking hats, I really need one for those cold days when the heat leaving your head makes a whooshing noise, and your ears start cracking. My current hat is kind of a mess. (This may have something to do with living on the floor of my car and being used to clean the windshield until I finally decluttered the car this fall...but maybe it's just kind of old. Yeah, that's it. Old and boring.) Anyway this was just a tad too small to fit me, but that's okay. It was fun, so I threw it into the random outerwear donation bag and started another one.
autumn colors hat
This one's not actually for me- I'm still going to knit myself one out of the dark blue, but it will let me check sizing, and besides, I couldn't knit two hats back to back out of the same colors, right?

Colorwork is kind of annoying to travel with, though (two or three skeins of yarn, needs a bag, stitches slip off the dpns), so I've been switching off with the Fudge Brownie Sundae socks when I needed a pocket-sized project. That hasn't moved especially fast, because it's only been getting a few rows here and there. But yesterday was the Boston Celtic Music Festival(fantastic little festival with local performers, lots of traditional music and dancing), so I had a lot of knitting time listening to music yesterday. And, I've finally started the second sock.
Fudge Brownie Sundae socks

Before Christmas, the winter looked endless- weeks and weeks of snowy cold dark. Now? The days are getting longer, my calendar is filling up, deadlines are closer than they appear, and really- maple season is only a couple of short months away, and there's a lot to do. I'd better get cracking!

PS: And in the run up to the New Year's party, my charming spouse got a multimeter and together we tackled the library lamp. It took two engineers, disassembling the lamp twice more, and a total of three trips to the hardware store (he did all three, bless him!) but it's finally working again. Yay!

Sunday, December 28, 2008

The Christmas FOs...

I'm very lucky in my family, not only because they're lovely people, but because they are, one and all, practitioners of some kind of handcraft- woodworking, sewing, knitting, leatherwork, jewelry...and that's only a few. And not surprisingly, this makes us all very appreciative recipients of handcrafted gifts.

My sister Kate took possession of the Fools Rush socks for her birthday (earlier in the month), and told me she'd worn them through large parts of the big power outage, for their woolly warmth.

My husband was suitably surprised by his sweater...though it wasn't until we got home that he gave me a puzzled look and asked, "When did you find time to knit this, anyway?" Personally, I was thrilled to find that it fit perfectly. Whew!
grey guernsey sweater

My dad cuddled his cabled socks possessively- not that he's in any danger of losing them- no one else in the family could wear a men's size 11 wide sock...! (Those socks? More stitches than the sweater above. Same goes for the Fools Rush socks.) These are the Moss Cable pattern from Charlene Schurch's Sensational Knitted Socks. I knit them toe up in a sort of consensus version of all my favorite sock techniques.
cabled socks

And the subject of my last post, a pair of heavily modified Endpaper Mitts also for my sister. These are the mitts that I started, found that I could not get gauge on, and decided to knit anyway, by re-figuring all the stitch counts and just knitting at a much tighter gauge on size 0 needles. I'm still not sure whether the problem was entirely the yarn, or simply that I really prefer a very tight fabric for mitts and socks. At any rate, I was pleased with the result.
Endpaper mitts

And now that this set of deadlines has passed, I can knit anything I want! The colorwork mittens, perhaps, or I can use a hat. Then there's that yarn I bought on sale for a summer top. Except- what's that whooshing sound coming from up ahead? A baby? Well, of course his blanket will be done by February. I'm right on schedule, I've already bought the yarn!

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Twas the Night Before Christmas....

10 pm Christmas eve, the last end of the last knitted gift is woven in, the baking is done, and I'm only a couple of gift bags away from being fully wrapped. Okay, that was maybe a little closer than I wanted to cut it. Partly it's that I was so close to being finished that I took the time to do other things. And partly-

Well, in addition to other useful tips for Christmas knitting, I'd like to mention that if you should a) decide to knit a pattern you've never knit before as a gift, and b) if when you swatch this pattern you find that you *cannot* get gauge in the yarn you have on hand, and c) you decide to use the yarn you have and rewrite the pattern to make it all work....you should possibly not leave this gift to be the last one. Deadlines on the calendar may be closer than they appear.

So. About that enlightenment. Being as I was busy rewriting a knitting pattern on the solstice, I didn't really have time for more than a brief cheer as the sun started to return, but I did indeed note it. I don't mind winter, not even twenty-plus inches of snow we got over the weekend- but the dark, now. The dark, I really hate.

So last week (or the week before??) I was running around trying to make things more light. Exhibit A: I retrieved this lamp from a dark corner (where it was banished due to ugliness) and gave it a place of honor in the living room. It may be ugly, but it has a 100-watt fixture.
mustard-yellow lamp

Then there was this lamp, Exhibit B. If memory serves, it came from a household auction when I was furnishing my first apartment after college. It's a torchiere style, but I found a shade that would clip onto the bulb. It went very well with my Early Garage Sale decor- which is to say nothing matched, so it didn't stand out in the least. Then it experienced a severe electrical failure, and was unplugged for reasons involving not wanting to burn anything down. I eventually got replacement electrical bits from the hardware store and rewired it, but the shade was unsalvageable. So last week I finally dragged the lamp with me to the hardware store and got a shade that actually fit it.
torchiere

Next up was Exhibit C, another floor lamp with lovely wrought-iron-work that my parents got us. That started making unpleasant crackling noises during the summer and also got unplugged (see re: Exhibit B, not burning things down). This lamp had already been rewired- my dad did it before he gave it to us. So that I gave a little more thought to. The bulb is always the first thing to check, but that wasn't it. (A relief since I'm glad to know that bulbs don't make that sort of noise.) The cord seemed to be in good shape, and was anyway not likely, since the lamp had been rewired so recently. That left the switch. I got a new switch, replaced it, and yay! Another working lamp.
wrought iron floor lamp

That brings us to the last and most challenging barrier to my aspirations to extreme candlepower. Exhibit D- it's one of four hanging lamps in the library, almost brand new, and with the diabolical timing usually known only to major appliances, it stopped working about six weeks after the warranty ran out.
library lamp

We've verified that there's current going into the lamp. So. This seems likely to be a switch problem as well. The lamp has three bulbs which can be turned on using one switch. With considerable difficulty, I dismantled the fixture and located the switch. The replacement switch appears to be the right sort. I carefully unwired the old switch, wired up the new one, and we rehung the lamp (from the 14-foot cathedral ceiling--oy!). And--it doesn't work. Darn and drat. So I'm back to square one. Time to finally break down and get a multimeter, and go over this again from the start. Because after going to all the trouble to take the darned thing apart once, I'm not accepting defeat.

In the meantime..I'm three lights ahead of the game. And I'm not staying up until four am knitting, either. I call it a net win for the season.

Happy holidays, and I hope you're not knitting until 4 am either!