I am trying to relearn how to crochet.
The first video I found on Youtube was fine, from it I learned how to hold the hook, doing it backwards, as the video was aimed at people who are right handed. I tried to follow along setting up for a slip stitch, but ended up with a knot so tight that I had to cut it off the ball of yarn and throw it away. So it was time to find a video meant for left handed crochet, this one was helpful.
Following this video I managed to get the first slip knot onto the hook and working correctly. Hours had gone by, and I was exhausted, as repeated failure can have that affect. Satisfied, I put my ball of wool and hook away for today. Tomorrow I will take it all out again and go through the same steps again, and maybe attempt to add one more. This is going to take some time!
I could grasp advanced mathematics, statistics, chemistry and all kinds of complex subjects and tasks, but put a crochet hook in my hand and watch me quiver!
After spending hours concentrating on learning a difficult (for me) skill, I needed to get up and move around! I puttered in the kitchen, and then began learning a spot in the front bedroom for the computer desk. It has been in the living room, the resting place of the 2007 iMac. The iMac is now safely packed into the original boxes. The desk also held the printer, which I moved into the front bedroom and onto the wood desktop that sits atop the filing cabinets in that room. Almost all of the accumulated paper work that had been sitting on the desk has been sorted, then filed or discarded. The computer desk is now empty, and ready for the next step.
I want to store the computer desk in the front bedroom, but there is almost no floor space in that room. The clothes drying racks are setup in there, and they will remain in use until the weather is warm enough to comfortably hang our clothes out on the line on the back porch. There are two 25 kg bags of bread flour in the front bedroom, one of white bread flour, and one of whole wheat bread flour. Slowly, but every so slowly, the contents of those bags are disappearing as my bread baking progresses, and eventually they will be gone. The clutter also consists of a tote containing all of my sewing and fibre art equipment, such as a sewing machine and a quilting hoop. There is one large tote full of fabrics, collected over the last 47 years. Another large tote contains genealogy books, files, correspondence, and CDs. And another tote contains bulk dry goods, rice and beans, which I will transfer to five gallon pails, which I ordered today, which will allow basement storage.
Also in the front bedroom are a single mattress to be used in Iris the trailer this summer, and four solar panels we picked up on sale, which will power the LED lights in Iris, allow us to recharge cell phones, and if we are really lucky, we might be able to watch a DVD on the computer when we are at the Rideau Camp for extended periods of time. In a few weeks all of these items will be moved into their summer storage locations, freeing up even more floor space in the front bedroom.
We had a quiet lovely weekend. Attila made turkey soup, I baked bread, and we both worked on making croutons. We eat a green salad every day, and the croutons make it a very special course for our evening meals.
Today I have found small stashes of things that I stored in containers over forty years ago, intending to get back to them immediately. Better late than never I suppose. For instance, there is a lifetime supply of hair combs, bought at a liquidation sale almost thirty years ago, when my girls were losing combs at an alarming rate. There is no shortage of nail clippers, shower caps, shoe shine sponges, and shammies. I think though, that if I have not needed these things over the last forty years, I need not hold on to them any long for the “just in case”; it has come and gone unnoticed.
Date: 2:00 PM EST Monday 27 February 2017
Pressure: 102.3 kPa
Dew point: -0.6°C
Wind: SW 25 km/h
Visibility: 24 km
“In a time of universal deceit, telling the truth is a revolutionary act.”
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