Monday, June 21, 2010

Hmmmm...

So the Wool Market was a bit of a let down. The weather was atrocious, chilly and raining. I made the mistake of going with something specific in mind and couldn't find what I wanted. Don't get me wrong, there were some lovely yarns spun from some amazing fibers and the prices were for the most part reasonable (although I think one of the more local stores had a pretty hefty markup for what they had to offer).

But I just couldn't get the perfect skein of red wool out of my head and nothing else compared. And to be honest, I don't have the money to buy a ton of wool just because it is pretty, with no plan on how to use it. So that lovely skein of hot pink silk with sparklies that was ever so soft was nice, but what to do with it? I need another scarf like I need a hole in the head (I've got the feather and fan scarf coming along nicely on the needles, and only one neck. Not to mention pink's not really my color...). And to buy enough for a "real" project is hard since I've no idea what I might need.

So I walked away empty handed. And the weather was so crummy we just went straight home. Scary, wet drive really for nothing (although I did get my ground lamb *grin*). Scary enough that when we were heading home we saw one heck of a wreck. We came 'round a bend to see flashing lights and of course your first thought goes to, "Ha! Someone got pulled over!" But then as you get closer you realize that there's an accident. This was a single car accident, and they managed to roll the vehicle (SUV) over onto its side. When we got close we saw someone jumping from the "top" of the vehicle to the ground, but I'm not sure if it was a passenger, or just the good samaritan that stopped.

There was heavy police presence in the area because of a marathon that day, so my guess is the State Patrol officer just happened to be in the right place at the right time, because he was right on it. I didn't stop since the officer waved me on, and I'd have been more of a hindrance than a help anyway. As I drove by I saw that the driver was still stuck in the vehicle. Never did see a news report about it, so I hope he was ok.

Just a word of warning to anyone who might be driving Highway 34 to Estes Park: It's a tough road at the best of times. And while I admit to frequently getting pissed at slow moving tourists when I am behind them (but I commuted up and down that road for years, I know the road very well and I still don't go crazy), if you don't know the road, slow down! Then use the pullouts to let people like me around you ;) If you need to be there by a certain time, leave home early. Some of the curves just aren't very forgiving, with solid rock on one side and the river on the other. And when it's raining it's even worse. If you want to watch the scenery (it's a lovely drive), let someone else drive.

Anyhoo. My current landlord is kind of being a pain. He has new tenants who want to be in as early as possible on the first. Well good for them. But we have until midnight on the 30th to move out and frankly, we're not even supposed to be in the new condo 'til the 1st ourselves. I think they are going to give us the keys on the 30th, we need to double check that today when we sign the lease. The new tenants here aren't my problem since my lease gives me til the end of the day, sorry but that's how it is. Hard to be concerned for them when I am concerned about our move.

For me.

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