The dilemma continues.  I see other bloggers (I name NO names) are able to ignore it, as I usually can do.  But, with this staring me in the face, it is getting harder and harder to ignore.

I bought this beautiful old chest with the argument that it could hold the containers of yarn I had stashed in the plant room on shelves made of cinder blocks and painted boards.  I could HIDE it, clean up.  YEAH RIGHT!!  The clear bins are much better for yarn.  I can see in them.  Argument #2: stash my roving in it.  This works perfectly well, but which PORTION of my roving gets stashed.  You got the word "portion"?  I really thought it would fit, honest.  Cindy suggested that I just squish those bags down, get all the air out, and more can fit.  hmmmm…  I’m not really worried about it, but Rhinebeck is right around the corner.  This year I really need a list.  And, I need to stick to it.  That IS the dilemma.  No one sticks to their list at Rhinebeck.  Not possible.  (And there is VT S&W this weekend.)
Last night, it came to me, I need to finish the Ribby if I want it for the fall.  It’s out, Spider Boy Sam is thrilled to find that some knitting requires TWO balls of yarn (much more fun than one). Next shot positioned by Sam, himself…  I was unable to get it straightened out for this posting.

Somehow, I have fit a bit of spinning into my schedule (just a little something I was reminded I had as I loaded my stashed roving into the trunk).

Interesting conglomeration of colors.  I probably will just let it barbershop pole and see how it knits up.  It’ll blend in the knitting better than if I pooled it with a Navajo ply.   
Sorry for the erratic posts, C’s Mom is with us and suffers from dementia.  It’s a bit like being in an episode form the Twilight Zone these days, for everyone.

I’ve had a lot of catching up to do, both in the office and housework wise.  Sam, has been doing his very best to make sure I don’t feel alone with the workload.  Here he helps at work:

 
He’s very good at making sure nothing reaches the trash can and almost everything touches the floor at least once. 

Saturday, I needed to run tons of errands.  I spiced it up a bit by stopping at the new Yarns at LaceWings.  I was good, too good.  The past couple days, the mailman has been bringing me all kinds of books I’d ordered from one internet site or another.  While there I did look through Pam Allen’s new book, Wrap Style
 .  There were two patterns I would certainly make.  The Shetland Lace triangle shawl is fantastic.  Does anyone know what that pattern stitch is named?  I’d love to use the stitch on a stole or scarf.   Like so many other bloggers, I joined Liz Lovick’s Shetland Lace Workshop.   It looks like fun and wouldn’t you know I need another project.   If I could figure what pattern stitch it is I might combine it with one of the one’s Liz has posted.  It’s all still moldering in the cauldron.  Emm, yeah, Saturday.. I shopped for a microwave to replace the 19 yr. old Quasar that finally blew, hit Loew’s and a computer store, just checking things out.   Somewhere around that time I looked up at the sky, realized where I was geographically speaking, immediately stopped what I was doing and headed here for a break with the Paddler.

                                                         
                                                                It was this blue..

Good thing too, because Sunday was cool and grey.  I spent the entire afternoon cleaning  mold off the windowsills, walls and floors in my plant room. 

for Sandy‘s contest