Friday, November 11, 2005

Last train to Clarksville.

Today. Is my last day at work. If you could call it that. I won't really be working much. I'll be helping the girl who is replacing me get settled. I like her and I think she will do great, so I don't mind. I plan on sitting in a chair beside her and knitting like a fiend.Perhaps I'll get a couple more inches on the shrug. I would like to be back on the ribbing on the drive to Maryland, but I doubt it. Only 12 inches or so into the feather and fan. 12 more to go. And then of course I'll just fuss about the ribbing taking forever.

I can't decide if I am a process knitter or a production knitter. I feel the need to do something with my hands while I sit around, and I enjoy knitting. I don't feel a rush to complete things overly much either. That's process. I sure as hell love having FOs. I like to have them for gives, for using myself, whatever. I like knowing I have completed things. That's production.
Perhaps, like most everyone else, I am somewhere in between. And in this case, I don't mind being just another sheep. Baaa.


MrsIrB said...

Yay! You'll be here soon!

When you are settled, we need to do dinner again. This time, we'll bring the calf!

Laura said...

Yay the calf!