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hmm.
I don't get this way very often, not that I can recognize, but I'm in a very acquisitive mood just now. Yikes. Helpfully cut for your tl;dr needs.
There are many Aubrey~Maturin books left for me to acquire. Also Horatio Hornblower and Richard Sharpe, if I decide I haven't had enough of the period. Also, in Sharpe's case, DVDs aplenty.
There is always more yarn. I don't have any Dream in Color Starry, and this despite having been thinking literally for years that I would like to make a hat from something deep, deep blue with sparkles in, in a starry-night sort of way. Of course one hat would barely make a dent in a skein of DiC Starry, so I'd have to think of something else to do with the rest of it. Woe. Plus I covet a sparkly snowflake scarf such as the Yarn Harlot is presently knitting out of the DiC Starry in white. Plus I have never yet made mittens or fingerless gloves or handwarmers or anything, and surely I could, and there could be a whole set, don't you see? And that's just with one kind of yarn. Today![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
synecdochic talked about the Noro scarf and now I kind of want to make one of them too. [flail]
And there are always more shoes! Off the top of my head I can think of two pairs of shoes I don't strictly speaking need but could absolutely buy right now without counting the purchase as frivolous, and probably at least three more that would be excessive but shoes. I do like shoes.
I have a strong, bordering on overwhelming, suspicion that if I had an elliptical trainer (for preference) or a stairclimber or a treadmill or something (also acceptable) in my apartment, I would use this thing far more often and regularly and extensively than I use the ones in the complex's fitness center, which is Not Very Often on account of to get there I have to go about two blocks and cross 16th street - in not much traffic, because it's got to be before work, but in the dark and increasingly in the cold, which is actually the thing rather than the distance. Distance, not specifically an issue; inconvenience, yes. Whereas if the thing were right here, if I didn't have to go outside in the cold to get to it, hell, if all I had to do was roll out of bed and climb on and didn't even have to put on my glasses, hell, yes, I'd get a lot more ellipses trained (or stairs climbed or mills trod or what have you).
I have been trying to teach my father for years that getting things for oneself in the period leading up to Christmas or one's birthday (for him, the same period, as his birthday is in late December) is Not At All Helpful, as it leads one's family to great difficulty finding gifts one has not already obtained on one's own. (What do you get for the guy who buys everything?) So with the exception of one book - because I am almost out of Aubrey~Maturin otherwise - I will not be accumulating any of these things for my own self. Plus the budget would not stand a whole mess of books and a whole mess of yarn and a whole mess of shoes and any home exercise object beyond, say, the sort of bicycle pedals you can operate from the couch. But I will have to take a deep breath and get over my discomfort with Christmas lists and alert my parents (and my brother, I suppose) to the fact that these are the things that are on my mind, lately.
There are many Aubrey~Maturin books left for me to acquire. Also Horatio Hornblower and Richard Sharpe, if I decide I haven't had enough of the period. Also, in Sharpe's case, DVDs aplenty.
There is always more yarn. I don't have any Dream in Color Starry, and this despite having been thinking literally for years that I would like to make a hat from something deep, deep blue with sparkles in, in a starry-night sort of way. Of course one hat would barely make a dent in a skein of DiC Starry, so I'd have to think of something else to do with the rest of it. Woe. Plus I covet a sparkly snowflake scarf such as the Yarn Harlot is presently knitting out of the DiC Starry in white. Plus I have never yet made mittens or fingerless gloves or handwarmers or anything, and surely I could, and there could be a whole set, don't you see? And that's just with one kind of yarn. Today
synecdochic talked about the Noro scarf and now I kind of want to make one of them too. [flail]And there are always more shoes! Off the top of my head I can think of two pairs of shoes I don't strictly speaking need but could absolutely buy right now without counting the purchase as frivolous, and probably at least three more that would be excessive but shoes. I do like shoes.
I have a strong, bordering on overwhelming, suspicion that if I had an elliptical trainer (for preference) or a stairclimber or a treadmill or something (also acceptable) in my apartment, I would use this thing far more often and regularly and extensively than I use the ones in the complex's fitness center, which is Not Very Often on account of to get there I have to go about two blocks and cross 16th street - in not much traffic, because it's got to be before work, but in the dark and increasingly in the cold, which is actually the thing rather than the distance. Distance, not specifically an issue; inconvenience, yes. Whereas if the thing were right here, if I didn't have to go outside in the cold to get to it, hell, if all I had to do was roll out of bed and climb on and didn't even have to put on my glasses, hell, yes, I'd get a lot more ellipses trained (or stairs climbed or mills trod or what have you).
I have been trying to teach my father for years that getting things for oneself in the period leading up to Christmas or one's birthday (for him, the same period, as his birthday is in late December) is Not At All Helpful, as it leads one's family to great difficulty finding gifts one has not already obtained on one's own. (What do you get for the guy who buys everything?) So with the exception of one book - because I am almost out of Aubrey~Maturin otherwise - I will not be accumulating any of these things for my own self. Plus the budget would not stand a whole mess of books and a whole mess of yarn and a whole mess of shoes and any home exercise object beyond, say, the sort of bicycle pedals you can operate from the couch. But I will have to take a deep breath and get over my discomfort with Christmas lists and alert my parents (and my brother, I suppose) to the fact that these are the things that are on my mind, lately.
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But ... Noro. $6.49 a ball.
Sigh.
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