It's here. 2010. Weird.
Rick said he heard a joke the other day that the "noughties" were over. It's too bad. I spent the whole decade wishing people would get with the program and start saying things like, "The winter of ought three sure was a dry one!" But they never did.
Along the lines of weird, it occurs to me sometimes (it's actually occurred to me ever since we had Older Daughter) that there will come a time when Older Daughter will seem ever so much older than Younger Daughter, simply because she was born in 1998, while Younger Daughter was born in this millenium (2001). In case you think I'm crazy, think about the sense of difference in first impressions of people born in 1898 rather than, say, 1905. Big difference, right?
Also weird, this is the third start to a decade that Rick and I have shared together. And our second with Older Daughter. Hunh.
Anyhoo, such are my thoughts on a New Year's day.
We started the new year off right, though. I spent yesterday cleaning up the house, getting things straightened out, and tossing and organizing the stash. My wall of the den now looks like this:
The big change was to get a pile of new acquisitions (especially of roving) into the bin there under the baskets, and to put the things that I most want to knit into the top basket, where it's more easily seen and accessed. I also got together those thing that I most want to spin next and put those in the roving basket.
The rest of the stash is in other bins on my shelves.
I even went around the house, gathering up those spare skeins that tend to accumulate in odd corners (or is that just me?). So it's all where it belongs now, I know where everything is, and I just wish I had ten hands so I could knit and spin everything I want to, all at once!
Alas, I don't, so I'm focusing on Sprossling for now. I'm most of the way done with the second Sleeve #1, and I think that I will definitely be knitting Sleeve #2 out of that same ball of yarn. The difference isn't drastic, but it's there, and it'll bug me if the sleeves don't match. See what you think.
The middle piece there is the lighter sleeve. It's not just me, it does show up, but not enough to make things look bad, just enough that I want the sleeves to be the same. It's all right; if this sweater does indeed fit the way I'm hoping it will, it's going to be one I wear a lot (I adore both this pattern and this cornflower blue), so it's worth a bit of time on the front end.
I'm also quite charmed with the buttons.
I think they're going to look really good running down the front.
What do you think?
So, today started off right. Older Daughter and I went to a yoga class at our studio, which just reopened after a two-week hiatus to install cork floors (instead of the old, not-so-nice carpet). This morning was the first yoga class, and it was very full, not only of people but of wonderful energy. It was definitely the right way to start the new year together.
And now, it's a gorgeous sunny day. The bees are humming in the sage,
and the flowers are all blooming,
and I think it's time to go sit outside and knit.
Happy New Year!