(such a) Fickle Stitcher

The first workday of the month always goes by quickly, generally due to spending most of my morning preparing a monthly report. Today was no exception. Additionally, I began a different kind of waiting game.

For nearly a year, I’ve been playing the wait-for-appealing-job-announcement-for-which-I’m-qualified, wait-for-phone-call-and-or-interview, wait-for-thanks-no-thanks-letters-if-I’m-lucky-to-hear-anything-at-all, rinse-and-repeat games. Now it’s the pending-approval waiting game.

Along the way today were nice and not-so-nice surprises : learning a co-worker is getting married ; comraderie-building with future – knock-on-wood – boss ; eating left-over Halloween cake ; changing my Tibetan photos calendar to a new page ; not freezing at work ; learning son had a work-related accident. You can decide which was which.

The Luxor capelet is almost finished. I completed the end ties while watching DVR’d Criminal Minds episodes tonight. Then, because I have so much left-over yarn, I frogged the bind-off and will continue knitting the body of the capelet until I run out. I’m like that : hate bits of leftover yarn of which there’s not enough with which to do anything else. It’s like hot dogs and buns … I like things to come out even.

Photos when the ends are woven.

[Brownie points if you can spot the tell-tale signs of a cataloger in the above paragraphs.]

Once again, I will try to successfully complete NaBloPoMo…

Today is, of course, also All Saints Day, a day my mother loved… based on the idea that all the righteous were honored on this day.

And it is the Día de los Inocentes – or Día de los Angelitos – the first day of the Día de los Muertos. I hope someday I can be in Mexico for this celebration. 

This year I’ve spent the day with the younger generation of my family, celebrating a little of my own private joy, and knitting a beautiful capelet with Lana Grossa Luxor, a yarn I purchases last January (or maybe December).

And now to sleep ( … perchance to dream). I wish good, restful sleep to all those dear to me who are struggling for the same.