I will start by saying that this weekend was not supposed to be about a sweater. This weekend, nothing has gone quite according to plan. I’m supposed to be in Florida this weekend. My flight was booked, and plans were made. Unfortunately, on Friday, life decided to throw me a few curve balls. I arrived at the airport 30 minutes later than I wanted to because of a traffic accident, which caused me (and what looked like several hundred other people) to resort to back roads, which aren’t designed for that volume of traffic. I still managed to get to the airport an hour and half before my flight, so I felt confident that I could get to my gate on time. That confidence vanished when I was approaching the first security checkpoint and realized that my driver’s license had vanished.
According to the TSA website, it is possible to get through security without a photo ID; however, it will take more time, and the passenger may be subject to additional screening. At the moment when I realized that I had lost my ID, I did not know this. I’m not sure that would have mattered because the universe clearly had it in for me on Friday. After a desperate search for my license, which included a thorough search of my car in the parking garage, I texted my friend letting her know I wouldn’t be making my flight. Instead of a sunny trip to Florida, I spent a large part of the day waiting in line at the DMV for a replacement license.
BTW, in Virginia, when you apply for a replacement license, you don’t walk out of the DMV with a replacement license. You walk out with a piece of paper that says you are allowed to drive, and a promise that the license will be mailed to you.
The universe wasn’t really finished with me. Just before going to bed, I managed to twist my ankle. I didn’t think anything of it at the time, but yesterday morning, I could not put any weight on my right foot without flinching. There was no swelling or redness, just pain. My non-professional diagnosis is minor sprain. So, I spent Saturday on the couch with my ankle wrapped in an ace bandage.
I’ve been learning the importance of staying positive. I don’t always succeed at this, but I realized that if I spent the yesterday moping about how my ankle hurts and I’m supposed to be in Florida, that negativity could have prompted some stress related thing and the spiral would begin. Instead, I grabbed my sweater in progress, and decided that this was the perfect time to attach the sleeve and weave in the ends. Not only did this give me something to do to occupy the time, it cleared my head of any whining. Don’t get me wrong, I’m disappointed about missing my trip, but it’s spilled milk.
Now it’s Sunday, and the world looks much brighter (figuratively, if not literally). My ankle feels much better. I can traverse the steps in my house without screaming. There is still some pain, but it’s night and day compared to yesterday. I have a new trip planned for November. Perhaps, what is mostly relevant to the readers of my blog, I have a new sweater just in time for the weather to get a bit chilled.
I love everything about this sweater. The color is perfect for me. The yarn in Hazel Knits Lively DK in the Blue Jay colorway. The cables are something I tweaked from a stitch dictionary. If memory serves they are based on Number 59 from Annie Maloney’s The Cable Knitting Handbook. The actual stitch pattern appears on the sleeves if you are curious. The sleeves are set in with just the tiniest bit of shoulder shaping, so I think this fits me perfectly.
Now, I just need to decide what to knit next.