Is where I am. This sweater is looking a lot more like I want it to after the second knit through, but it's still not perfect. I am considering a third yarn choice, or maybe a few different design decisions through the body. We'll see what I end up with, but I'm getting a little peeved with the whole thing. Grrrrr. I blame the fact that I am not completely in the game yet. There is still too much that I need to get done, and to be honest, this knitting thing is hard to do when the rest of our lives are up in the air. Every time I pick up the needles, I'm actually thinking about what else I need to be doing, and that isn't exactly good for the cardigan in hand, if you know what I mean...
Out in the world, I'm also close... but not exactly there. It's a little weird to meet new people as a grownup! The kids have it all set up so the teachers and the activities they do in their classes foster new buddies, and both of the girls have already made new friends and seem to be settled with their new classes. The little one is setting up playdates for next week, and the big one has gone out after both school days with new kids. Me, not so much. Turns out a giant group of moms standing around a school, who all know each other is a bit overwhelming, when you stand on the outside of it. Who knew? I'm lucky enough to have a couple of neighbors who I can stand next to so I don't look entirely as uncomfortable as I feel, and my contractor called while I was waiting alone yesterday so I kept him on the phone longer than he ever wanted to be talking to me for a little distraction, which was convenient. Am guessing the situation will be very different in a few weeks, but for now, it's a little weird.
I also managed to mess with the one new friend I met. In my old town, my buddies knew I was terrible with schedules and such and usually kept me on track with where I had to be when. Here I'm on my own. So I was all ready to go to the New Parent Coffee yesterday, and had even remembered to remind my One New Friend beforehand. She had no idea about it and had to work, but hey. Dressed in non paint-y clothing AND on time, I went over to the school for the meeting and didn't see anybody, so I asked at the office. The receptionist had no idea what I was talking about but mentioned that there was another parent looking for the same meeting outside the office, so maybe he knew. I trot off to meet another new friend and figure out where the meeting is. The Other Parent was the husband of the woman I'd told about said meeting, who had called in and missed work to be at school, because she couldn't change her schedule. And yep, you've already guessed this part - the meeting is not only next week, but it's at my other daughter's school, so the cat's out of the bag on me being an idiot already. A bit earlier than I'd intended.
Truth be told, he was pretty nice about it and when I said I owe him a beer, he responded with "I'm thinking two...". So he and his wife might be exactly my kind of peeps, right? I hope he didn't have to miss anything too important.
Something I did do right this week was paint. Yesterday was the first full day of school, so once I got back from my Not A Meeting, I found my painty clothes and got to work. My new dining room feels a little like my old dining room now. But not exactly.