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looking for what's missing... I'm a knitting, spinning, mother of teenagers with a big dog, a small cat, minus the lovely rabbit Meliflua.

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Right now I'm listening to "An Irish Country Village" by Patrick Taylor, reading "Lots of Candles, Plenty of Cake" by Anna Quindlen and knitting Wisconsin Wintersocks. And casting off the lace shawl I've been working on since I last posted.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Not Walking It Off

I wrote an entire post about how frustrated I am that my instructors still have not repaired the grading hiccups they had on the final exam we took 40 days ago. Even Noah got a break from the rain after this long, for Pete's sake. I told you in great, boring detail with dates and spreadsheets and lots of exclamation points -- I didn't even namecall -- but still it seemed discreet to write about something else lest I be accused of lacking academic integrity.

So I looked up on my bulletin board and there it was:

"Let me tell you the secret that has led me to my goal. My strength lies solely in my tenacity." -- Louis Pasteur

Maybe the same characteristic that is making me wild over less-than-accurate grading is what makes me good at knitting lace: Tenacity. Lace is precise. Accuracy counts. Getting it requires stubbornness. Sure you can go freestyle if you want, but the lace that catches my eye flows from symmetry and order. When you make a mistake, you can't just "walk it off."

Then again, maybe the lace knitting is what makes me tenacious. And intolerant of other people's sloppy, careless, irresponsible, slapdash.... Whoops, there I go again.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Jan from guild said...

I swear you are my soulmate, we think so alike about some things!

But then I remember how neat you are, and how messy I am, and that belief drifts away ....

2:58 AM  

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