This past weekend has not been the most conducive to knitting or modern life in general. On Friday afternoon my neighbor packed up his van to transport his wife and three kids to some vacation spot. He is a bike rider, and his bikes were mounted in a rack atop the vehicle—where they caught onto my fiber-optic cable and ripped it from the side of my house as he drove the van out of his driveway. In an instant, I had no phone and no Internet.
I can tell you from personal experience that the allure of being unplugged is not the delight that one might suppose. In fact, it is a huge PIA, especially when one is supposed to transmit finished work electronically. The other issue is that Verizon is on strike, and getting a repair scheduled is a rather daunting experience. After an hour on hold (my red-faced neighbor allowed me to use his phone for this negotiation), a repair was scheduled for Tuesday afternoon. And by Tuesday evening, I was back, happily, in cyberspace (reading, not so happily, the 100 or so email messages that had collected).
I can now state without hesitation that I have a serious Ravelry addiction. Four days without looking at FOs, new yarns, old yarns, and visiting the forums has been torture. And I’ve missed my blog reading too. I couldn’t check the hourly weather (although it hardly mattered since it rained almost every minute of Sunday and Monday and I could see exactly what was going on) or news.
But, I figured we could live our disconnected life almost normally, until I tried, on Sunday, to make the two-minute drive to the knitting group I joined recently. I turned the key in the ignition and nothing happened. My neighbor told us that if we could piggyback on his network connection, we could use it until our connection was restored. This appealed to my son, who is a devotee of online word games, and, because you can’t see their front door from our house, he decided to wait in our car for our neighbors to return home from a dinner out prior to their departure. He turned on the car lights to read, and waited for an hour. It also appears he forgot to turn the lights off. And it turns out that our neighbor’s signal is too weak, so the whole thing was a waste of time. Part of Monday was spent getting a jumpstart for our car—not something on DH’s to do list.
This also was the weekend I decided to take photos of yarns, so I could finally post some stash pictures on Ravelry, and pictures of my WIPs so I could formally qualify for the Summer of Lace KAL prizes. The torrential rain (only about 4 inches for us, as opposed to a foot at points south) made that impossible because there was no light, and a stupid mistake eliminated several days of presumed progress on my shawl. The pouring rain was also the reason I couldn’t walk to the knitting group.
I finished the shoulder flower area of Fiori di Sole with only one minor glitch, but now that I’m in the easy, repetitive part, I’ve had six rows to rip to fix the dumbest of mistakes. It took me an evening to tink back, and now I think it is time to pay a bit more attention.
What should I do to express my pleasure at being online again? Well, posting more regularly certainly seems in order.