So, I am back in the country, and so much has been happening that I have been neglecting to feed the BlogMonster. Let me try to recreate the "joy" of the first half of March.
*A four day trip to Hong Kong. One day flying, two days working, one day flying home. 13 hour time difference. During said flights, knitting a bit of Clapotis, and knitting a lot more to finish the 13th pattern repeat of
Kiri. All I have to do now is the edging! Why is there a photo of Clapotis but not of Kiri? Just wait, and all will become clear...
*Moving into my new apartment (!) a mere 12 hours after landing back in JFK. This in fact was truly joyful. No sarcasm. After waiting for 4 months to get into the new apartment, I am so thrilled with it, it's not funny. Also, I had movers getting my stuff out of storage, so I was just directing, not lifting. And paying an arm and a leg for the privilege.
*Watching the kittens get acclimated to the new apartment...see below for the joys of the New Window.
*Moving the rest of my stuff from my Mom's to my new place in a series of late night cab rides after late nights at work. One of which being on last Friday night at about 3 am while drunk. The moving of the Stash...
*Realizing that I have no furniture, due to my decision to not move any furniture that I don't like. Ok, not NO furniture, but no dresser. And a lot of clothing. I do work in the "Fashion" industry after all. This is resulting in trash bags of clothing EVERYWHERE.
*Did I mention working lots of late nights?
*Renting a van last Sunday when the BF and I realized we both had more straggler items than we could ever hope to move in any number of cab rides.
*Discovering last night, while sorting through the Stash that certain items have not made it here from my Mom's. These items are:
(1) Newly received gobs of alpaca from Elann
(2) My completed, but ends not yet woven in V. Long Socks
(3) Kiri !!@#!@!!!
And Mom's place is pretty completely cleaned out, so if these things aren't here, they are very likely to be in some cab's trunk. Like, for example, if a slightly drunk, slightly tired person were to have left one bag of yarn and knitting in a trunk Friday night. After carefully picking the most important yarn and kntting to leave behind. Truly it's remarkable that Clapotis beat the odds.
Of course there is still the vague possibility that Kiri et al will show up in some bag of clothes that I packed in a daze. But eternal optimism aside, this really looks like the end of the lace knitting experiment and the long socks.