Yes, I Suppose I Could Wear My Pajamas To Work

But I don't.

I never hear: "How great! You don't have to do that awful commute any more." or "You must get so much more done without as many interruptions". Nope, according to pretty much everyone, the major benefit of working from home is the pajama factor. Whatever.

Phoning it in to meetings (literally) has got to be one of the big benefits, though. Instead of rolling my eyes through the two-hour boredom sessions, I slap on a headset, pick up the needles and knit my way though the meetings. I stay awake and alert and feel like I've accomplished something. Unlike back when I was physically in attendance. Unless it happened to be a lunch meeting.

And thus Mr. Beagle's Very Warm Hat is finally done. Begun over a month ago in sunny California (sniffle), started, ripped, and restarted at least five times, VWH is a reality. And what's more, it's grey:



And it's black:



It's reversible and double thick:



And it fits. Hooray. Good riddance to projects that take far to long! Now it's back to my endpaper mitts... which I've been working on since October... egh.

Extreme Snowitude

This is the view from my office this morning:



Those smudgy things? Dirty windows? No. Dirty camera lens? No. Jumbo snowflakes. Yes. The succubi are all 'wtf?'.

Staying On the Couch

All day. Under both the ripple and the quilt. Watching football, maybe knitting a little, nursing my inexplicably sore shoulder. It's just that kind of Sunday.

Besides, I got things done this week. I renegotiated my work arrangement. I finished a little baby shower gift for my cousin and his wife:



I haven't seen my cousin in years and years and have never met his wife. I hope they have a sense of humor. Same appliqué technique as last time.

I also finally finished the teensie sweater:



I think it turned out adorable.



See that zipper? I made that zipper my bitch.



Take that zipper! I'm no longer afraid of sewing you and your little friends into sweaters. The sweater finishing was made all the sweeter by the fact that the better part of zipper installation took place during a crazy long meeting that I tele-attended. So work's not all bad.

Moving is Hard, Yo

Packers (and not the green and yellow kind), movers, four days in the car, an apartment lacking fresh paint and cleaned carpet, sleeping bags on the floor, the movers again, the chaos of unpacking and all of it while I had a cold and was trying to maintain 30 hours of work per week.



It's strange to see everything you own sitting in your driveway.



I'd never been in the Southwest before. Amazing scenery. I'd like to go back sometime.



Every tree in Illinois was coated with a thin layer of ice.



We did all of our Christmas shopping in one day. I wrapped them all the next day. And placed them around the traditional Meyer Lemon tree. Okay, so we had no proper Christmas tree (or any other Christmas decoration) so I made do.



And the knitting? Well, I've done more knitting than I expected to over the course of the move. Unfortunately, this is all I have to show for it, since this has been knit and ripped out, um, five, maybe six times. It's kind of Elizabeth Zimmerman's Very Warm Hat, but as I don't own Knitting Around, I'm just kind of winging it. My problem has been fit. Fitting Mr. Beagle's noggin, that is. I think I might finally have it, though. It only took a month to get it right.