The three-hour trip back home from my sister’s took five hours. A traffic jam caused by an accident plus the GPS taking me on the scenic route made the trip way too long for me. I’m heading back to help out again on Tuesday.
I had to go out yesterday afternoon to pick up a few things for my sister. When I got back she said there was a little accident. I was expecting a bodily function type of accident but that wasn’t the case.
One of her greyhounds tried to help me with the sock I’m knitting for my daughter.
Fortunately no stitches were lost or dropped. It’s just going to take me a while to untangle and rewind that yarn mess back into a ball.
I should have known better than to leave my knitting unsecured.
We haven’t seen each other in person for three years so we get sidetracked with talking instead of watching the clock and getting her moving around. She is doing very well but I need to dig deep and find the Nurse Ratchet** in me. As with any recovery there are challenges as well as celebrations. I’ll be helping her out until Thursday.
I brought some knitting with me but haven’t done much.
On another note…my hat’s off to all you fellow bloggers who post from your phones or tablets. I have posted on the road before but mostly post from home using my desktop computer. I hope this post is readable, the links work, and the photo is visible.
I haven’t done anything with theKarate Kid’s sock, not even ripped it back into a ball. I will need to do that before I make the ball into a skein to redye the yarn.
I have finished my secret sewing project though!
What is it?
A walker caddy for my sister who has a hip replacement scheduled in a couple of weeks.
I purchased this pattern and made some modifications to accommodate a walker.
It has tons of pockets plus some zippered pockets for more secure storage.
Here it is in action…
I had to put on my thinking cap to change the pattern to my wants, such as lining the pockets with white fabric, adding binding where none was used, adjusting and adding the straps, eliminating zippers, and making slip pockets.
It was worth it when I received this text from my sister: