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Willa's Journal
Monday, May 6, 2002: Out of sync

First day at the new place. It was raining when I left home--it had stormed all night and we had reluctantly closed up the house and turned on the air conditioner. If it was still raining when I got to the office, I wasn't sure what I was going to do, since I had a bunch of stuff to carry in, I had stopped at McDonald's to get a Diet Coke since we don't have a refrigerator yet, and if it was raining I'd have to carry an umbrella since I have to walk about a block to get to the office from the parking lot.

It had mostly stopped raining by the time I got there, though, so I stuck the umbrella in my bag and walked up the hill carrying my bag, my knitting bag, my lunch and my Diet Coke, then made another trip down to get the folding chair I'd brought from home (a blue camp chair my parents gave me) and a floor lamp I bought at Target over the weekend.

The lamp is pretty--I put it together when I got to work--but it didn't come with a bulb, so I'll have to take one in tomorrow.

I'm feeling kind of out of sync or something. It usually takes me a few days to get used to a new place, changing my spatial orientation. I'm facing a different direction in relationship to the Earth, I'm sure, although I have very little awareness of that, usually, so I haven't quite figured it out. Things are different, though, and it feels different. I won't notice in a day or two, but right now everything feels strange, like a piece of clothing that doesn't quite fit, or a pair of new shoes.

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I was having a hard time with the doll sweater I was knitting--not a hard time knitting it, but a hard time liking it. It didn't seem right, it seemed like the overlap was way too much; it was supposed to have a sort of poochy fit, but I kept worrying about it. So I ripped it out back to where I started the front, and started re-doing it with a narrower panel. But I still didn't really like it, so last night I ripped it all out and started over on something else.

I had gone down to the basement yesterday afternoon for something and found a small teddy bear that I'd forgotten about, so I thought I'd knit him a sweater and possibly a hat. I'm having to design it from scratch, though, which is kind of fun. I'm just making a very basic cardigan, and I just started the armhole shaping.

I'll post the pattern once I've figured it out. I thought about posting it as I go, but it would be things like, "Knit in stockinette stitch for eleven rows, no, rip one out because I don't like uneven numbers, or if you haven't gotten that far, just make ten rows. Then bind off three, no, four stitches at the beginning and end of the next row, no, wait, make that bind off four stitches at the beginning of the next two rows . . ."

I figure it's best to wait until I finish it.

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