I had just started watching “House” last night when a storm popped up. I could hear hail hitting the metal stove vent and then a bolt of lightning appeared right outside my window (or so it seemed). That was followed by a very loud clap of thunder. I shut down this computer as quickly as possible and went back to shut down the one in the office, forgetting I haven’t turned it on since I got home from Fort Worden. The storm had pretty much passed by time I did all that but it was fast approaching midnight so I read a few pages of Miss Zukas and headed off to bed.
It was pouring rain when I got up a little before seven this morning, making me glad I had nowhere I was supposed to go today. Barbara wrote and said that when driving her son Craig to work just before 7 am she had the wipers going as fast as they could and she needed a faster speed. She said there was lightning and the road was covered with hail so that looked like it had snowed. After she dropped him off, she waited until it got light and the squall passed before driving home. I checked the weather for our area and saw where we had a chance of thunderstorms until one this afternoon. Having no idea how long the disk recovery process might take, I was hesitant to start and have a thunderstorm crop up in the middle of it. The rain had let up but it was pouring again by 8 o’clock. I figured this was the way the day would go.
I turned on the heat in the back but turned it off again when it became apparent I wasn’t going back there to work. When things appeared to have calmed down by two o’clock I decided to attempt the Recovery Disk. It whirred for 15 minutes and then an error message popped up saying it couldn’t open D something or other and gave an error code number. It gave me the option to try again so I did. It went a little longer before the same message popped up. I dropped an email to TK to let him know.
Somewhere in there I finished the green and orange ribbed hat that I’m putting in the pile for the Indian children. I talked to Deanna about ordering some waffle weave towels per our conversation on Wednesday. I talked to Joyce and learned the doctor was only able to put one of the stints in Nadine and he really wants to get her on some cholesterol medicine. She will be home tomorrow.
Just after three o’clock we had another hailstorm and the downpours continue to come through every so often. I talked to Mary and we caught up on the news. One of her kids was due to play football tonight so she and her husband planned to bundle up in their raingear since the covered bleachers are for the home team and they would be in the uncovered visitor’s bleachers.
I thought about the next hat to knit for the Indian project and I decided on The One-Evening Hat pattern I got at The Textile Arts Company on our Fort Worden trip. As I write this I have already knit 4 1/2 inches on it. I’m using the yarn I used for Reign’s vest so it isn’t out of the realm of possibilities that I might decide to put it with her vest. We’ll see….
As it continues to pour outside, I’m going to resume where I left off with “House” last night as I knit this hat. I only have 14 rows left to do.
It is a melancholy fact that there are few Christian duties so little practiced as that of forgiveness. – J. C. Ryle
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