After my fanta-freaking-abulous time at ArtBeat, I had a more down to earth weekend. Saturday night I received some sad news, and then more bad news came my way Sunday morning. I was not in the mood to do anything, which should have been a clear sign to stay away from work, a place chock full of chemicals and surgical instruments and sharp things. But, nooooo, I decided to go in, thinking it would take my mind off the sad news.
Then sort of on a whim I decided to replace the tubing on one of our vacuums. Result: slashed my left index finger with a razor blade. Deeply. Not enough to warrant stitches (I think), but enough to totally disable my knitting. Wanna see?
You didn’t think I was going to show you the actual ouchie, did you?!? Of course not! That is totally IBM for KB, IMO!
I’m starting to sounds like a cell signaling textbook. My ouchie is inappropriate blog material for knitting blog, in my opinion.
Every blogger and blog reader draws his or her own boundaries on what’s appropriate and inappropriate for a knitting blog. I chose to omit any gruesome pictures of injuries, descriptions of other health issues, details of deaths in my family, comments on world tragedies and politics, recounts of drunken adventures, too much pet talk and pictures, bashing of ex-boyfriends (or details of my love life, in general) from my knitting blog. I tend to keep my knitting blog more or less about knitting, crafts, and home improvement adventures. Also, I tend to gravitate towards similarly minded knitting blogs, although I must admit, Ms. Surly’s hurty eye and hurty footie are exceptions.
And so, I’m making the executive decision that pictures of my ouchie are IBM for my KB.
Knitting is entirely out of the question for now because the cut is exactly where I pass the yarn over my finger to maintain tension. It hurts to have yarn press against it, and the yarn gets caught in the bandage. I could knit English, but obviously I have no idea how to do that because even after consulting my books it looks like you wrap the yarn clockwise, but two people told me it’s counter-clockwise. I’m completely clueless.
Also, in case you haven’t noticed, I’m totally in between projects right now, and I need a few days to decide what I want to do next. I think I might take the knitting vacation graciously granted to me by the ouchie to do some sketching and scheming for a new project.
But, the ouchie said it was okay to do some Home Depot related activities.
After I slashed my finger, I decided to go to Target and get some curtains to hang over my boring closet doors. And even with the ouchie and the improper state of being I decided it would be perfectly acceptable to take out my power tools and mount the curtain rod last night. Bad idea.
(I almost got a big ouchie on my ass when I took these pictures. Definitely IBM.)
Here is the left bracket. The drill bit I used to make the holes is too big and the screws are barely hanging on.
Here is the right bracket. You’d think I would have learned my lesson and used a thinner drill bit when I installed the second bracket, but I did no such thing.
My goal was to have the curtain hit squarely the bottom of my floor. “Good luck,” said ouchie.
Curtain rod reinstallation tonight. Ouchie isn’t holding his breath.