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Chewing on Granny Squares
My knitting colleague E. made the (arguably) goofy decision to refresh her crocheting skills by taking on a granny squares blanket. It’s a great idea for using up a ton of scrap yarn. It’s not a great idea if you enjoyed the level of sanity you had when you started. She quickly ran into the classic self-randomizing problem: given 20 different colored yarns of different weights, how do you put 3 different ones in each square while trying to keep the colors as random as possible? Sounds easy enough, but after 15 or so squares, it gets tricky. If you’re aiming for randomization, the last thing you want is a…
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Moving: Done
As this is posting, Greg is handling the final details of vacating our old house. It took a week and a half to clean that house suitably–a sure sign that the house was too ridiculously large in the first place. Oh, well. The me of today is not the me of two years ago. Unfortunately, my shoulder wasn’t completely better yesterday despite being done with the steroids, and an hour medfitation, half an hour sitting and discussing a book, and over three hours of climbing around cleaning house last night have reinjured my shoulder. Could be a different injury: I still have the jerky rotation, but my shoulder burns and…
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Weekly Linkage: Friday Fon
That’s, um, fon. I’m currently taking an evening off from former-house cleaning to sit and chill with my busted shoulder. An old, old injury reared its head when we moved, and my left arm can’t raise more than about 20 degrees from straight down without quite a bit of pain. Lifting is a no-go. I’m very lucky that my right shoulder (also generally wonky) didn’t give way, too. This week’s been chock full of coding, moving, fun food, and a bit of escapism, and my reading probably reflects that:
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Time for the Unscheduled
I know an increasing number of folks now who are either unemployed or self-employed, and I find that as envious as I am of their ability to make excellent use of their time, I have to actively work to avoid being burned by their lack of sense of time. Or self-burning: Me: Hey, So-and-So, did you hear back about that project proposal you submitted a while back? So-and-So: No. Maybe I should check on that. Me: Oh. It’s been, like, months. So-and-So: Yeah… It’d be nice to get that project. Me: Like… someday?
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The Move: Adventurous, Painful, Mostly Done
All that’s left are little bits, the plants, and the cleaning. Oh, the cleaning… We had amazing and invaluable help from Chris and Shurn, but I’m pretty confident that our next move will use hired help. It’s just not cool to inflict that on people you love.