This gets a little complicated, but I think it’s hilarious.
The background: I’m working on Twine, from Sweet Shawlettes, which requires three shades of yarn. I decided to knit it in a different yarn than the one called for. A yarn which works up at a somewhat smaller gauge.
Then the following events occurred:
1. Without really thinking about it, I ordered the same amount of yardage called for in the original yarn. This means that I am destined to run out of yarn.
2. Before I had knit very far, I realized my mistake. Typically when you go down in gauge, you need more yarn. Before I knew what I actually needed, I hastily ordered more of all three colors. This means that I am destined not to need more.
3. But! On the day the yarn arrived at the post office, the snow fell and kept on falling and I was snowbound for an entire week. And I kept on knitting. This means that I am destined to run out of yarn.
And when we open Schroedinger’s box, what do we find? One of each.
I needed one more skein of dark brown, had just the right amount of tan, and had an extra skein of white. The lesson being, if you tempt fate, be sure to tempt it back and forth several times in quick succession, just to even things out.
In cat news, NewCat’s hobby is “slowly closing the distance to OldCat.” OldCat is the one who always starts hissing or growling first. NewCat is slowly, patiently narrowing the Hiss Boundary. She moves a little bit closer each time.
What will she do when she finally gets all the way there? Is she planning to attack? To shoulder him out of the way, thus establishing dominance? To snuggle? Any of these things are possible, and neither OldCat nor I know which one it is.
NewCat is very… cat-like. She often surprises me with her cat-ness. It turns out that for the last fifteen years, I have basically been living with small cat-shaped dogs with vertical pupils. Not cats.
NewCat, on the other hand, is definitely a cat. Which means that she can sometimes be quite unnerving.