Two weekends ago, I took a mini vacation to Chincoteague for a knitters retreat. It was a small group of 20 women, lots of laughing and relaxing. Learned about gauge. Oh, I know gauge, I know you are suppose to swatch and block and adjust and not just dig right in when you're knitting. Especially a sweater. But I do it anyway. I now have a little better appreciation of gauge, and will try to do it more often.
Several years ago when I started going on these excursions by myself I opted to not try and find a roommate and just suck it up and pay the extra money to have a room to myself. It is lovely. I'm not particularly messy, especially when staying in a hotel, but it is SO nice to know when I open the door the room is my room. I travel with my laptop, knitting and kindle. I take the kindle because I often eat breakfast alone. In the morning, I want coffee and quiet. Conversation can happen later - about half a pot later. I'll confess that I travel with my own coffee maker and coffee too. Okay, some people take cookies and candy, I take coffee and tea. Oh, and wine. But that's another story.
I came home sick, had to work anyway, tried to get caught up on all the housework I didn't do the last 8 weeks while I took a class. Also another long story. Tonight, I decided to sit down with my kindle and catch up on reading. oh, oh. It wasn't where it belonged. It wasn't in my suitcase which only had a shawl and flashlight in it. It wasn't in any of the knitting bags I took and/or came home with. It wasn't on my desk. It wasn't in my knitting room. It wasn't anywhere.
Did I leave it at the hotel? After 10 days would they even admit it if they had it? How was I going to explain to TinkerSpouse that I lost his Christmas present to me? So, I combed my room, the dining room, the kitchen, my truck, the knitting room, my desk. Finally I dumped my main knitting bag. Apparently when you look four times in a knitting bag, your kindle will magically appear.
phew
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