Wishful thinking
When we were done with errands, we took the girls to the county park. There is a little zoo there and we walked around then took them over to the playground, and put them on the swings. On the drive home, DD fell asleep. I knew this would happen because it was past time for her morning nap and 1 year old + late nap makes for one cranky little girl. She falls asleep and now I have a dilemma. I’m 15 minutes from home, if I go home; there is a 90% chance she will wake up when I am carrying her into the house and then not go back to sleep. If I decide not to go home, I have to drive around for an hour so I make sure she gets a decent nap.
As I’m debating the options in my head, I start kicking myself for not having my knitting with me. On the way out the door this morning, I looked over at the bag which contains the socks I’m working on. I said, “Oh, you aren’t going to have a chance to knit, leave it.” So I did. Now, in the car I’m thinking, “Hmm. If you had your knitting, you could go stop and get a cup of coffee and sit in the car knitting while she took her nap. *slaps forehead*
It was then I really wished there were drive-through yarn stores. Imagine:
“Yes, Hi, I’d like a number 4 please.”
“That is the Zitron Trekking (XXL ) sock yarn, good choice. What color would you like Miss?
“Variegated blue please.”
“No problem, would you like double pointed needles or a large circular with that”
“Double pointed please.”
“What size?”
“2 please”
“Thank you Miss, would you like a pattern to go with that?”
“No thank you”
“Please drive up to the next window to pay.”
FYI: I did go home, she did wake up. *sigh*