piling up

Right now, it all seems to be in heaps around me. Ignore the blog spam for a few days? Come back to 867 weird comments. That even exceeds my daily amount of spam accumulated across all of my email addresses.

It certainly isn’t something that I would like to greet me on a weekend morning. In fact, it falls into about the same category as clean-up, wastebasket emptying or tackling the hundreds of “too good to toss but what the H am I going to do with them” things that are hanging out in my garage. Some of those things just possibly might have a future home, now that they have been excavated out from under where they have been hiding since fall of 2014. It might mean a road trip or two, but that isn’t all that bad.

I have also decided that all my weaving materials need a new home. If UCDavis does’t want them, I may off load them to the person receiving the sock knitter.  What else? Oh, tons of yarn, a bunch of fiber and who knows what else.

Can you tell I would rather be doing anything else other than cleaning?

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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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