Since my last post, I've settled into my new home, more or less. I received my socks from Sockapalooza (they are beautiful), and I wear them a lot. I'll have to get a hold of a camera one of these days.
I started my new job on Tuesday. It's a year long CPE (Clinical Pastoral Education) residency at a local hospital. We've been touring campuses and having "disorientation" as they've nicknamed it. They're a funny group, and we laugh a lot. I'm glad because the work can be so heavy later on.
This morning we find out what units we are assigned to in the hospital. I was pretty flexible and put that I wanted one ICU and a couple other less acute areas of the hospital. I seek balance in my life this year, and I'm hoping that's one way I'll find it.
In knitting:
I've been working on the Seraphim Shawl from Mimknits.com for a friend's wedding. The shawl will be for the bride, and the wedding is in October in Wisconsin, so the pattern has long portions of stockinette. I'm just now getting to the yarn overs, and I've been working on this shawl for a couple weeks now (with interruptions for unpacking and such). I purchased the needles in Spokane (Addi's), the yarn in Spokane (undyed merino at Holy Threads), and printed the pattern in Eugene. I began knitting then and knit all the way to the Redwoods in Redwood National Park. That was such a stunning drive that I had to put the needles down to really take the whole experience in: the fresh smell of the forest, the coolness of the air, the sight of the sunlight spilling onto the forest floor in patches made by the leaf-screens. It was lovely. That was the day of our third wedding anniversary. We ate dinner overlooking the Pacific Ocean.
We arrived back to the seminary apartments the next day and started moving in. One thing of note in this incarnation of our home. Although the apartment is pretty darn small (425 square feet), my partner Will is so committed to me having a stash storage place that he insists I take the linen closet. There is only a linen closet and a clothes closet, so this is a big deal.
Unfortunately, he also unpacked the boxes of my stash, and as he puts it, "I thought I knew you have a lot of yarn. But now I know you have a LOT of yarn." Oops. I guess I'll have to keep knitting.