Oh what a (Knitting) Night

Just about every Wednesday night at about 6pm and till 8pm (closing time) I go to a Starbucks to participate in a Knitting Group. We never know who or how many people will be there so every week it's an adventure and there is quite a bit of table rearranging going on as people arrive. The past few weeks with all the snow and such there have been very few knitters on Wed nights and usually we have the place to ourselves and we can hear most of the conversations that are happening at our tables.

Tonight was an exception.. there was barely any parking available (it happens even with noone being there) and within 30 min of being there, the Starbucks was bursting with people.. 2 knitting groups (us and one other that is there occasionally), 2 guys that might have been doing an interview (they were behind me and I could hear some of their conversation), a guy on his laptop working away and various other customers that were going in and out along with the usual suspects (like the delivery guy that usually blocks all the cars in). At the end of the night I stopped and counted the number of knitters just in our group and we were one short of a dozen people. That number does not account for the one knitter who usually brings her husband along with her when she comes (he doesn't knit). If I did count him then we'd have been an even dozen. I knew of a couple people that were planning on coming but due to other stuff they didn't make it. Had they made it we would have had nowhere for them to sit anyway.

I love when this happens even though it drives my brain crazy from all the background noise that is happening. I'm still amazed that I didn't come home with a headache.

That was waiting for when I got home.. the mess that the girls made of the living room was astonishing and they even got into some birthday cards that I had bought for my best friend, her twin and my brother. I'm thankful that they "only" ripped the envelopes and not the actual cards themselves. I can repair that type of damage. Time for mommy to continue moving stuff up another level that the girls (hopefully) can't reach until they grow again.