Cutting to the chase

The blue silk/merino got frogged again.

The missing W-2 has not shown up (but thankfully we have a month.)

I seem to have taken no notes on Parker’s sweater and thus must do–and trust in–a gauge swatch (I hear all you knitters laughing out there) to use the same yarn and same needles to make Hudson a matching sweater. And not have it fit his big brother instead.

UPS, USPS, and FedEx all steadfastly maintain (I held out hope and didn’t ask the last one till today) that they will not let me ship the $140-each batteries back, even if FedEx shipped them to me in the first place. No can do. So sorry. The magic words “lithium iron” stopped them right there. I left a note with the guy asking okay, now what do I do? I’ve since thought that, well, hmm, we can take video showing the one battery lighting up and the other one dead dead dead, at least.

Sometimes something has to go the way you want it to, which is why I drove to Gwyn of the fancy swiveling scissors this afternoon and she whacked off a bunch for me. It feels great.

(Edited Saturday: I found that note to Starkpower still in my drafts folder today unsent. Which would make it hard for them to answer. Fixed that fast, and my apologies to them.)