What is it with people who can’t comprehend personal space?
I was on the bus this morning, one of about 4 people standing. This guy gets on after me and stands right in front of me. He had the whole aisle in front of him, gobs of space to spread out. But no, with his back to me, stands with in inches of me. He even bumped into me a couple of times, a signal I thought would have told him that he was very close to me. Ugh.
I am big proponent of public transportation. The downside is the people.
I can’t believe how fast my first Jaywalker is coming along. I hope this gauge is right. Part of me is afraid to even try it on for fear that it won’t fit and I will have to start all over again.
I also realized last night that this will be my second pair of socks made with this yarn. I really love the yarn (Paton’s Kroy in Fancy Free), but do I need two pairs of socks? Maybe I will keep this pair for a gift or something.
Shannon and I met for a late lunch yesterday in Arlington and then the Textile Museum. The date was fine. I don’t have any major complaints about him, but I am not excited by him either. I am most likely sending him “the vibe” that I send when I am not sure about someone. I might tell him I don’t want to go out again even though when put on the spot, in my car, his face inches from mine, I told him that yes, I would like to go out again. What was I supposed to say?
The Japanese painted silk exhibit was fantastic. It closes Feb. 12 so hurry to the museum (23rd and S St. NW, Washington, DC, in gorgeous Kalorama).