Appealing though it would be to do this year's Toronto Transit Commission Knitalong
with Trish for a holiday - and it is appealing; I'm not being sarcastic
here - my dream vacation shoots a little higher than that.
Maybe
not quite as high as a knitting or spinning retreat on the west coast
somewhere with top teachers in an amazing resort (which should probably be my dream vacation since the 'dream' part dispenses with any need to find time, money, or the will to get on a plane) but pretty high.
Betcha can't guess so I'll tell you what it really is.
Mary's Dream Vacation
My
dream vacation is to save up just a ton of cash - enough to do a tour
of Europe without booking flights with air miles or staying in budget
hotels - and block off maybe two weeks? or just a week if it's still not
enough money?
and go to my cottage.
Right after committing all the money to a makeover team to come in and
clean my house!
ohhhh,
wouldn't it be bliss, to sit on a deck overlooking a still lake,
spinning wheel at your feet or knitting in your hands or - let's be
crazy - both, while somebody else magically turns your house into something magazine worthy, or at least tidy?
Seriously
- this is only week five of my course and already my house is a
shambles. Earlier today I was shifting stuff from one part of the floor
to another and could briefly see some roving I'd drafted out to spin lo
these many months ago and suddenly thought:
Omigosh, I forgot I have a spinning wheel and I know how to use it!
(the wheel being obstructed for the duration by a giant stack of freshly laundered cottage linens.)
I'm
so far behind now on just keeping the stray recyclables under control I
don't know that I could ever catch up. Also I'm just really tired of
studying. The thought of figuring out enough food for several days
without any errors or omissions because the nearest corner store is a 25
minute drive isn't compelling given my current level of brain
flexibility, but I bet I could survive on popcorn and tea if I really
had to, and I knew somebody was clearing off my sofa for me.
Digression
Speaking of which, you'll never guess what I found today when I did, under duress, tidy up the part of the sofa where I knit.
spider legs.
just the legs.
recognizable because they were really giant stripey legs.
NO idea where the rest of the spider went but my guess is: into the fabric of the shorts I wore yesterday.
ggaaaahhhhh
End of Digression
In
my dream vacation I would of course not be doing any laundry, since
there is no washer at the cottage. I would instead be making things
like broccoli salad with chopped cabbage and raisins and seeds in a
creamy dressing, like the one I treated myself to from one of the local
posh food shops (STARS if you're wondering, Trish) on my way home from
getting an old filling replaced yesterday.
Brief Dental Review
New dentist - awesome
Old dental assistant - awesome as always
Comfort rabbit - effective
Musical Distraction - also effective
Pain level - brief soreness when the freezing came out
Irresponsible Behaviour Factor - 2 candy bars consumed post-op
The
dream vacation would also feature canoeing. Nothing like being out on
the middle of the aforementioned peaceful lake imagining oneself a great
distance from a whirring vacuum. Knitting would possibly be involved
while canoeing; after all Elizabeth Zimmerman did it and while there is
nobody quite like her and never will be, she at least proved the point
and paved the way.
And finally: the dream
vacation would feature no mice. There are mice at the cottage, because
the cottage is in the woods, woods which apparently now also feature
black bears, which I guess I should also consciously exclude from the
dream because hello, Bears.
There you have
it. It's true, a trip to England would be both dreamy and wonderful, but I'd still
come back to a super messy house. And at this moment? I just think it
would be amazing to be creative in a super pretty one.
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Disembodied Giant Spider Legs!!!! Aieeeeeeeeeeee
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