Smoke Gets In Your Eyes
I spent this morning repairing the results of an avalanche in my closet caused by his rooting around for clothes to take on his trip. I finally got out all my yarn that I had stashed in there and put it in Space Bags. Made me want to knit again. Then I heard a wierd noise and checked the dehumidifier in the girls' room, and it was all iced up, so I had to turn it off and vacuum all the accumulated dust out, which sounds bad, but was really rather fun, because now it works great. Then I finished up a pretty shirt except for the buttons, because even though I have a humonguous button stash, none matched. Then I remembered that I was cooking a sugar syrup to make granola, but alas, I discovered how fast sugar turns to a thick carbon coating on one's saucepan, which is now soaking, and will be for some time to come. Then I had to air out the house from the clouds of sugar/carbon smoke. Now I am making a green ramie jumper and heating up some stuffed peppers.
My dad mentioned to me that he is having trouble finding No. 1 pencils, which we both like because the soft leads are good for many writing and craft purposes. He has been to all the supply stores, and no one has them. I thought I had a few boxes squirreled away so told him I would look around. I had a dozen boxes of pencils stashed. What was I thinking?? So my pack rat tendencies came in handy once again and I was able to give him lots of pencils.
I wonder how Amor did on the namerun...too late now though.