Yesterday was warm to hot. Apparently it topped at 33* C, which is pretty hot for Hobart.
Today is not hot. I just went to get a warmer cardi, because it hasn’t quite reached 11* C outside yet. We are predicted to reach 18* C, which arithmetic tells me is 15* less than yesterday. A drop of 45.454545454545%. And my cold is trying to reassert itself.
Well, you know what I’m going to do about that, now don’t you? Purple socks! Bring out my Ruby Twist!! Maybe even cast on a Fireside!!! The warmer, the more cables, the thicker the garment, the better! I am going to knit my way to warmer weather!!
(Hey, do you think we could do a knitter’s version of that Lipton’s Iced Tea ad – knitters pick up their knitting, put needles and yarn into other people’s hands, put out the combustion heaters, drag all electric heaters out and pile into the street in the middle of a disgustingly cold, windy, sleety day, and sit down with their knitting, knit for a moment, then hold it up – and the sleet stops, the wind dies down, the clouds evaporate and the sun comes out!!)