My Perfect Day.

I've waited a long time for this day to come, and it came and went perfectly. Let me tell you about My Perfect Day.

First off, My Perfect Day probably had a lot to do with the fact that I wasn't working. After carefully checking my work schedule, today turned out to be the best day to use up a spare vacation day so I could get stuff done.

What kind of stuff? The first thing on My Perfect Day's agenda was... shopping. It was time to go get some Christmas gifts for Baby A.K., and the only way to do that surreptitiously was to do it while she was in daycare. Keep in mind, Baby A.K. is half Jewish (from me), and half Catholic (from daddy, natch), so basically, the list of gifts we're giving her were divided in half for each of the holidays. Time to go get that other half. It took a good hour and a half to go through the entire toy store and find what I wanted, but... mission accomplished.

The next thing to do on My Perfect Day: have lunch with Husband. We used to have lunch during the week all the time, before Baby A.K. was born and we had time and money to do so. Not so much of either anymore, so these little pockets of time are highly anticipated and appreciated. We had a leisurely lunch at this pub, wandered around downtown a bit, then as he headed back to work, I headed off to...

Knit. You knew it was coming, didn't you? I went home, set up my laptop for optimal podcast-listening, grabbed my needles and dug in. The second Katia Nordic Print scarf is now finished, except for the blocking and sewing to become a fake Mobius (BTW, the other Katia scarf I made a few days ago really did want to be a fake Mobius. It came out exactly as I wanted - you'll see the results soon. I want to photograph it in daylight. But it'll be in the mail to its recipient early next week.). Then I worked on my mom's socks... and I'm happy to report that I must be getting somewhere, because as of this writing, I only have a half inch to go until I can start the heel flap. OK, that's still kind of lame, given the amount of time I've been working on it, but for me, it's all about milestones, and this is a big one when you're K2P2-ing around and around on size 1 DPNs until your fingers want to take their own vacation day somewhere far away from you.

Husband and Baby A.K. arrived home around 5:00 pm, at which time I was halfway done making dinner. This, believe it or not, was actually next on the Perfect Day list. I love to cook, but haven't done much of it in the past 2 years because up until recently, Baby A.K. would be underfoot too much to let me cook in relative peace (good thing Husband likes to cook, too, because he's been doing most of it). Now she can entertain herself for at least 15 minutes at a clip, so I can capitalize on that and make something a little more interesting than microwaveable chicken fingers.

So now, Baby A.K. is fast asleep. Husband is out playing a gig with the rockin' ska band he's in. As I finish this post, I'm looking forward to a quiet night of more podcasts and more sock knitting.

And that is what I call A Perfect Day.