Why, Oh Why??

When that alarm went off at 3:30 this morning, my first thought was, “why didn’t I get a job that works normal human being hours?”

It's not the first time I've asked myself this, and likely won't be the last...

By the way, rumors are going around the plant that they're going to be shutting second shift back down soon.  Most days, they're letting them go home by 5:00 anyway, so might as well.  I don't know what's going on.  I don't know if there is no work, or if they just aren't producing or what.  I guess we'll find out. 

OK, moving right along...

Just to prove that I do still knit, here is the latest hat.  I cast on Sunday and have gotten this far since. 

Yarn:  Red Heart Bitty Stripes

Colorway:  Crayon Box

Pattern:  Basic Beanie

Needles:  US 8/ 5mm

I also got a few more pattern repeats done on this scarf.  

Yarn:  Life DK by Stylecraft

Colorway:  Teal

Pattern:  Trekking is for Necking

Needles:  US 6 / 4 mm

I'm almost halfway done with this one.  I know this because I'm almost at the end of the first skein of yarn.  Sound logic, eh?  

But look at this!!!  

I got featured on their Facebook page!  I'm famous! 

Speaking of Facebook, have you noticed the new thing they're doing?  I'm sure you have, but just in case you haven't been there in a while, they're suddenly sending you notifications to "revisit this moment with so and so" and it will take you to a comment so and so left on one of my posts from fourteen years ago.  

And yet, they can't show me what so and so posted this morning.  This is why Facebook is a dying platform.   I remember -- as I'm sure you do-- when Facebook was about being sociable.  In my mind, it was kind of like an online coffee shop where we'd all meet and talk about our day, what happened at work, what we had for dinner...you know, the kind of things people chatted about in real life. 

Now, all you see are ads and influencers.  I'm not kidding you, one morning I counted and there were 57 ads before I got to something one of my friends had actually posted.  A lot of my old friends don't even post any more, and I'm counting myself amongst them.  I rarely post except for links to the blog.  

Even in the blogosphere we don't have conversations any more.  Most of you reading this won't leave a comment, either here or on Facebook.  Not that I'm whinging about it, really.  The older I get, the crankier I get.  

Also, get off my lawn.  

Actually, I don't really care.  You can come onto my lawn, just not with an ATV or something that will leave ruts.  

OK, change of subject.  That little sandwich maker I brought home from Cody and Brennan's has become my new favorite appliance.  I've made a sandwich every single day, but I won't tomorrow because I'm out of bread.  Unless I go to the store...

We'll see...

And finally, I guess I've bored you all enough.  Indeed, I've put the Incarnation of Evil right to sleep, in her new cat bed no less.  

Speaking of beds, I reckon I ought to go practice my piano before I get into mine.

Laters.