So I got outta the revolving door of the holidays. Then I gave up knitting for a hot minute. Then I gave up blogging. Then I gained weight, then I bought new clothes, then I gotta new haircut, then I started knitting again. NOW I am blogging.
There you have it.
I didn't get the job at Cal. I secretly didn't want it. I know that sounds like sour grapes but I fell in love with the idea of being an academic. It sounds so romantic doesn't it? Drinking sherry at the faculty club talking about the Field Theory or some damn obscure thing.
But here is the reality -- I am NOT an academic. I read FICTION for god sakes and I write (shink back) memoir (yes, it IS all about me, as a matter of fact). But I don't think all that deep and when I do -- I scare myself. Besides being a old lady with four cats and who is a professor....I would be Professor McGonigal from Harry Potter. I just refuse to be any more of a stereotype.
I really need that tattoo and nose piercing. Really.
The other thing -- the academic job --- $20K LESS than I make right now! I would have to take on a consulting gig. What WAS I thinking. So I am forever a civil servant for the County. And believe me things COULD be worse.
On the Knitting Front
I finished my Colinette wrap -- lovely! and the Soho Poncho -- warm! and the Pon Pon scarf -- Too Hip for words. My plan is to go to the Stitches market tomorrow and buy yarn for a sweater. I have a long plane ride ahead of me in a few weeks.
Am I a Loser? (This is just rhetorical -- relax)
I am/have trying/tried to make the Clapotis. Like many people in BlogLand - I love this scarf. However, I feel like such a moron because I keep screwing it up. The moron part comes from people reporting how easy and fun it is...so when does the fun part happen? I just keep messing up -- adding stitched (or subtracting) until have have to start again.
Even the cats are bored with it.