I've finished the set up rows on the Traveling Woman shawl and am actually excited to dig into the lace pattern. A challenge! Although, a slight complication has arisen. Due to an unforeseen incident with a vacuum cleaner I may not have enough yarn to finish. I'm using a skein from my stash that I purchased over a year ago and I don't even think I still have the label to know exactly what it is. So, do I just carry on and see what happens? Or do I switch yarn now that I'm at a point where it would look like a design choice and not a big ol' mistake? Hmmmm...
I'm reading Sharon Astyk's Independence Days and thoroughly enjoying it. I love Sharon Astyk. I first started reading her blog years ago. She's smart, funny, an incredibly good writer, and she's the only one who seems to be writing about how peak oil and living in an energy depleted future will affect women specifically. She's deeply influenced how I feel about such things.
In other news, the high energy usage during the heat wave of the past few weeks has caused some interesting electrical blips for us. Our smoke detectors (which are wired with a battery back-up) keep going off. It happened for the first time while I was nursing Silas down for a nap. He took it like a champ and wasn't startled at all, but mama jumped quite a bit when every single alarm in the house went off. They did the alarm siren four times and then were silent. Then four more times and again silence. I checked the entirety of the house. No smoke. I walked around the outside of the house. No smoke. So, I looked online and several places said that phantom alarms could be caused when the power company switches grids to meet high energy needs (like on a hot day when everyone has their AC on). This made sense to me, so I breathed a sigh of relief and we went on with our day.
Then, the night before last, it happened again. At 4:00 a.m. And it went on for 15 minutes. Four alarm sirens. Silence. Four alarm sirens. Silence. Silas thought it was awesome that mama and papa were up and the lights all came on. He laughed and smiled and thought it was party time. We did the obligatory check of the house before we started disconnecting the detectors from the electrical system (but leaving the batteries in). I told Steve that it was hard for me to believe that we were at peak energy usage at 4:00 a.m. and I didn't want to be those jerks who say, "these things are so annoying!" while they unplug their alarms when they actually have a fire.
Then he said that there were predictions of a big solar event for that morning that would interfere with communications and electrical grids. And he was absolutely right. This is one of the many, many reasons that I love my husband; the knowledge that we each have doesn't overlap much and together we make one complete person. I always know when people are making obscure literary references and he knows when there are going to be solar flares. That's compatibility.
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