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I am home alone thanks to radioactive iodine therapy for a hypERactive thyroid. Everyone needs to keep a 8 ft distance from me for four days as I am radioactive. I live in a Cambridge apartment with my husband and two cats so this is not an easy feat. Please let me get a cool superpower for having to endure time away from my man. The cats are off to my sister's house and S and I are orbiting each other during the time he is home.  This is as hard as I thought it would be.

To fill my time I have dedicated the weekend to tackling the many little organization projects that have been piling up around the house.  I spent this morning sorting my knitting bags.  Yes, BAGS! I started putting my current knitting project in one of my many totes and bags so I could easily gather it together and bring it on the T, in the car, to a friends house, on vacation...   Yes, it proved to be convenient not only for carrying projects but for completely forgetting about them. Here I'll show you...

The tan woven basket has 6 skeins of Lion Brand Jiffy in slate waiting to be knit into a cable pocket shawl for my MIL. This is the newest member of the bunch so it will be sitting there for a while.

The green and white Clinic bag holds a half finished Monteagle Bag, knit in a natural hemp from the deep reaches of my stash, started last Christmas day.

The plastic ziplock baggie is home to two completed soles for Aran Isle Slippers.

A 75% finished Christmas stock for S, a 90% finished cup sleeve, one completed sockette and a mess of yarn live in the turquoise bag.

The pale turquoise (yes it is my favourite colour) clutch is for carrying around Embossed Leaves socks.

The denim courier bags is a mess of intarsia.  A pre-felted, 1/3rd knit trivet and 47% finished felted bag.  The bag might be the longest running project; I started it four years ago! 

The red heart bag has a completed (except the bind off and seaming) Cobblestone.  It was my wedding present to S. I finished in August on our honeymoon and when he tried it on it was too big.  Proportionately huge.  I knew this would happen... It was my first sweater; I was on gauge but he is a tall, fit guy whose chest measurement is not indicative of his real size.

It is on the frogging block and I will re-knit it over the Christmas holiday.  The positive is I now fully understand the pattern and I get to knit it in a SMALLER size. I will never, ever knit a surprise sweater again.


On the floor in a plastic grocery bag is an almost finished Kitty Pi.  I started this two winters ago just after I brought home a dog bed big enough for a Saint Bernard for our two cats Gin-gin and Moon-moon to share.  (an aside: we adopted our cats from a Vietnamese/Japanese couple who were moving back to Asia.  This is the Americanization of their original names - they have answered to them for six years now and it sounds totally normal to us) 

Within five minutes Miss Moon, who weighs all of SIX pounds, claimed this entire bed for her own.  Gin will not set foot on it even for treats.  She is twice the weight of her sister so that is saying something.


It looks like I have crazy start-itus but I have actually finished a lot of knitting projects since I started these.  Just last night I finished a pair of Dashing and a pair of Fetching fingerless gloves for ever lovely Kelly and Jody.




Plus two shawls this summer and a host of other things the past four years.  However, I must admit this bag-itus is getting ridiculous so I swear not to start another project until I have emptied at least three of these bags.  Yikes!