Yopping Update #20 - Done and done

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I am not always sure where the time goes from Sunday to Sunday, but I do have two finishes.

Shield Maiden 

and I stayed up until almost midnight to finish my matching toque to my Grace's Cardigan.

This means that at this very moment I have nothing on my needles.  Nothing. Nada.  Zilch. 

I do want to start another gansey, and I also have a few sock patterns all ready to go with the wool and colours picked out, plus that little Weeble Doll is beckoning me, so stay tuned, I am sure something or somethings will be on the go very shortly. 

I have been busy writing all week with Nanowrimo.  I have written almost 25,000 words and most days I get the writing done before lunch.  Further White Rabbit news is that I have scheduled a five day promotion from November 22 - 26th in which my ebook will be free.  I think it only runs on Amazon.com (the instructions were kind of unclear), but we shall see how that goes. 

My sister, brother and I are investigating the cost of self-publishing our books in paperback copy.  Stay tuned, as it looks promising. 

I have managed to get to the pool only once this week.  Tuesday the pool was closed when I got there due to a power outage, but I managed to find a trail that started at the pool parking lot which was quite lovely and for the hour I was walking the rain let up. 

follow the yellow leafed road!

I did manage a successful swim on Thursday though, and the other days I was either walking or raking up cedar leaves.  Oh my, the cedar leaves that I have in my yard are epic. 

As I reported last week I had given away eight handknit shawls, and yesterday I bundled up 9 pairs of socks, 2 cowls, 1 shawl, 3 hats, 1 baby sweater and two adult sweaters to send to my sister who is putting together christmas hampers  on her little island.  It felt good to know my handknits will be going to good homes.  I put another pair of socks aside for a dear friend.  It has been a good week of de-stashing handknit things that just sit forlornly waiting for their turn to be worn.  Of course I already have started a wool order with YarnCanada.  I just have to push the 'pay now' button.  God help me - I don't really need to add to my stash - but oh the colours, and oh the fisherman rib shawl pattern I want to make!

So that's my week, writing and knitting, knitting and writing, with a few walks, some raking and a swim thrown in for good measure.  

I hope your week has been good as well!

I will leave you with an excerpt from my latest novel.  Working title is "Letter to my Granddaughter".

“I did finally hear from Ante”, said Connie.  “They are off the coast of Africa, and the work is going well.  It seems like this virus has not affected Africa the same way it has Europe. They are at sea for another month or so and then he should be coming home - six weeks at the most. He laughed at our dilemma of you being there and me being here.  He said it was typical of you and I because we don’t communicate clearly enough! “,  she chuckled.  “I think it is just that he doesn’t understand the whole concept of doing things impulsively - he hates surprises!”

Connie continued to chuckle, more to herself than to Sarah, and Sarah could see in her daughter’s eyes and hear in the softness of her voice how much she loved Ante.  Their angels had certainly brought them together - a chance meeting at a pier when Connie was busking - and the rest, as they say, is history or herstory.  They had married in a small seaside village just south of where they are living now, and Sarah was glad she and Tom had been able to attend.  That was eight years ago.  Eight years!  Where does the time go?