So, I worked from home yesterday so that we could have a new furnace installed. Yay. I thought, this will be great – no interruptions, I’ll get tons done… Mistake #1 – I forgot that everyone who might usually stop by my office also has my phone number. Mistake #2 – not finding “doggy day care” for Molly. Molly was, to say the least, very disturbed by all of the banging and rattling going on in the basement, and spent the entire day barking at each and every heating register on the first floor. Continuously. Just in case, of course, I didn’t realize the danger that at any moment might spring through the registers into the main floor of the house. Mistake #3 – not understanding what the installer meant by, “you should open your windows, there will be some smoke when you start the furnace the first time”. Try prodigious amounts of smoke, pouring through the house, causing all of the smoke detectors to go off. (Side note: I didn’t realize that the different smoke detectors in the house beeped at different pitches and rates – I guess this would let me know where the smoke was at any given time?) And, of course, being vertically challenged, I couldn’t reach the detectors to rip out the batteries. Finally, I relocated myself, my laptop and Molly to my parents’ house to try to salvage the rest of my workday. What a relief to come into a quiet office today.
Day: September 27, 2002
Adventures in Home Ownership
Christmas Project Woes
Last night I realized that I had totally screwed up a sleeve I was almost done with all the way back at the beginning. The only way to fix it was to rip it all out. The only thing worse than ripping out a sleeve is ripping out a sleeve done in Fair Isle (two colors). The only thing worse than that? Ripping out a sleeve done in Fair Isle on double-pointed needles. I just took ’em out and ripped…all the way back to the ribbing. I did manage to pick up the stitches there, though, so at least I didn’t need to re-do the ribbing. Funny, though, I was determined to at least put back part of what I had ripped before I went to bed, but it went so much faster than the first time I did it I managed to get even further than I was before I’d ripped. Maybe I’m just finally getting used to these dratted double-pointed needles… I actually finished the sleeve on my way in to work. (Thank goodness for car-pooling!)