Accidents Will Happen

The other day, I accidentally mosied on over to the Yarn Harlot's blog, and I accidentally read her review of Mason-Dixon Knitting, the new book by Ann and Kay of, coincidentally, www.masondixonknitting.com, and I accidentally went to Powell's, the main one, the big kahuna on Burnside (after accidentally finding myself walking into Knit-Purl AND Josephine's Dry Goods and accidentally exercising my consumerly rights at each), and I accidentally purchased said book (the clincher was the fact that it was on sale. Yes, ladies, this book is 30% off at Powell's, because it is one of their "featured titles.")

(An aside: In the last few weeks, I have discovered something about myself. I am an addict. I am addicted to books. I have known this for a while - s. and I had a traveling job for a year, that took us all over the country, and we found ourselves purchasing a staggering amount of books. In case you didn't know, I am a huge reader. Love reading. Perfect world? read and knit all the live-long day. But, I am almost crippingly addicted to knitting books. I see one, a new one, one I have read about, and I NEED TO HAVE IT. Even if I never make a pattern from it. The beautiful thing about knitting books is that I can look through them, read and re-read sections, look at patterns, carry the books around with me for months and months and never tire of them).

Then, last night, knowing all of the projects I already have on the needles, and, in the back of my mind, knowing, KNOWING, that I should cast on some Rogue-sleeves, I accidentally wound the Rainforest Jasper STR Sock Club yarn,



and THEN I accidentally casted on two toes in said yarn,



while watching Deal or No Deal (so simple, yet so addictive, although, personally, I think Howie Mandell peaked with Walk Like a Man).

I also accidentally did not begin Rogue sleeves (oh, E, you are gonna kill me, aren't you?); I accidentally did not work on my aunt's socks; I accidentally did not do my Jaywalker heels; I accidentally did not take the SSP (super secret project) off of the bed it is blocking on; I accidentally did not work on SSP2; I accidentally did not put the laundry in, I accidentally did not wash the kitchen floor, I accidentally did not call my brother to see how his wedding plans are coming along...tonight, I shall try to live more purposefully.