making use of my time

On the plane trip home, I used the last of the exploded clown yarn to crochet a baby hat. As we landed, the stewardesses sat and watched me in rapt fascination as I churned out the scallops on the brim. Another goodie for the orphanage box.







I am finishing the cotton baby blanket for DH's co-worker wh is the first man in the history of the world to have a granddaughter. I went with the green-yellow theme because she evidently has loads of pink already. I am doing single crochet around the edges until the green yarn is all used up. I do love these mitered squares!

And I love to watch "Dancing with the Stars," but DH finds it makes him uncomfortable to watch regular guys get critiqued by the judges. So we record it, and I watch while he is elsewhere. I watched four hours of it yesterday and knitted the final squares on this blankie, then began the edges. DH got home and said, "So how was writer's today?" "Today? Oh crap, it IS Wednesday!"

I need to gather my notes together and reconstruct a calender. I think I'm going to get busy now that summer is over. Things have been so up in the air at the college that, when a friend asked if I could office sit while her husband recovered from surgery, I said yes. So starting next Wednesday, I will be answering phones and covering the desk at a two-person office for a couple of weeks. Then I heard from the school and they want me to put in three four-hour days a week for the foreseeable future. Is it worth putting on makeup for twelve hours a week?

Meanwhile, my writing is slowed down because Pepper is still celebrating my return. She won't leave my lap and demands that I rub her belly, scratch her ears, or hold her feet. So I'm typing with one hand for a while.