Remember this? The guy who lives out of state, who I get along with really well? That relationship has stepped up several notches.
We talk every day and have been for a couple of months now. I either get an e-mail, or we IM, or I get a phone call, or like yesterday, all three. When we do talk, our conversations average about an hour.
But there’s the distance thing. And he doesn’t like cats. And I have a kitten all picked out because they’re ready to be adopted. And he’s a smoker. God! But I guess none of that matters since he’s at the other end of the country, and neither of us is moving any time soon.
He’s invited me down to visit. I’m thinking about taking him up on it.
(I know! I promised photos of knitting and kitties. They're coming.)
I’ve been stressing out about a big thing in my life that I’ve been mulling over and “processing” (thinking about obsessively).
I need another surgery on the knee I just had surgery on last summer. It’s been making a horrible crunchy noise for a while now. The doctor was convinced that once all the muscles in my knee were strengthened up again, the new knee cap component would align properly and the crunching would stop.
That didn’t happen.
So the last time I saw my ortho surgeon (a month ago), he said that I needed arthroscopic surgery to clean out the scar tissue and fascia that has built up and is catching under the knee cap. (Oh and Yes! It’s painful!) He’ll also cut the tendon that holds the knee cap in place, because my tendon didn’t tighten up like it should have (and does in every other human who has this surgery!) BUT, while he’s in there looking around, and when he cuts the tendon, he may decide that the patella implant needs to be moved because the cutting of the tendon won’t help on its own. That means he’ll cut the knee open again, and put in a new knee cap component.
The crappiest part about all this is that I don’t get a real vacation again this year. It’s like the 3rd or 4th year in a row that I won’t get to go to NC for the family vacation. But the knee needs to be taken care of.
I’m so bummed out.
I promise knitting content, kittehs and the present I bought myself in the next posts.
The three day weekend was just what I needed. Although I really wanted to go to CooknKnit’s annual BBQ, I had made other plans. Next year I’ll make sure to keep that day opened.
I spent a good part of Saturday with Jen and her sister who was visiting from England. It was so nice to see her again, and as always I love spending time with Jen. We went to one of the yarn stores we get to every few months. We never fail to walk out with their largest bag full of yarny delights. This time – not so much.
We didn’t buy anything. Jen and I were in shock. Her sister, who is a quilter, not a knitter, did buy one skein of yarn for couching. It came in this very cute little bag. A bag neither of us had ever seen. Jen and I were in shock.
The biggest problem was that the yarn selection was either very drab or kind of off the wall. It seems like if you are looking for something other than basic Rowan or Sublime, forget it. They do have other yarn lines, but the colors are all kind of baby colors, or bright baby colors. I’ve looked at the same yarn the last few times we’ve been there.
So we didn’t buy any yarn. I’m still in shock.
Sunday, because of the lack of yarn purchasing, I was kind of going through withdrawal, so I texted Shannon to see if she was working and if not would she meet me at the LYS in Basking Ridge. After a bit of planning, we ended up in Princeton at the yarn shop there. Shannon bought yarn for a cardigan and I bought… nothing. Again. Nothing was calling out to me. They do have a nice selection of yarn, but nothing needed to come home with me. I have three patterns for shells I want to make and I don’t have yarn for any of them. It’s crazy.
I did have a great time with Shannon. The day was perfect to window shop, grab a bite to eat, and sit and knit. We definitely have to do that again.
Monday was hang around the house day. I didn’t get my usual chores done on Saturday, so by default they had to be done on Monday. That’s OK. It felt good to putter around the house.
All in all a stellar weekend. Except for the no yarn parts.
(Oh, and I did make a purchase. A “YOU LOST 75LBS!” present to myself but that’s for another post.)