Last night, as we were leaving our dinner meeting, Mark was fussing with his cell phone. Apparently, the screen was blank, and he was messing with it to see if he could get it to work.
I asked if something had happened to it, and he got this sheepish look on his face.
“It took a dunk in some water,” he said.
Wait. What?
Apparently, yesterday morning, he had his cell phone in his shirt pocket and…he was checking on our leaky toilet. When he bent over, the phone slipped out and into the toilet.
Of course, he wasn’t flushing at the same time, and was able to quickly pull it out and dry it off.
After we got home, he pulled the battery and spent some time blow drying his phone. As far as I know, it’s OK now, but he does NOT get to give me a hard time about my cell phone anymore.
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Since announcing the sale at my shop, I have sold a ton of fabric.
Seriously. A ton.
But hardly any yarn, and I just haven’t been able to understand. I thought it was a pretty good deal, but…maybe it wasn’t a good enough deal.
Well, tonight, I had an idea in my head and I wanted to check on a yarn color, so I toodled off to the online shop to look at what I have.
And there was only like 2 yarns in that category. Now, I’m pretty sure there are more yarns in that category in the shop, because I stare at it every time I’m in the shop, so I decided to poke around the rest of the yarn section to see if maybe the yarn I was looking for was misclassified.
There was barely any yarn in ANY category. Seriously.
Color me mystified.
So, I went to poke around the admin side of hte shopping cart. Yup, there was all of the yarn in the list…why wasn’t it showing up in the shop????
*Bad words*
Somehow, nearly all of the yarn had gotten marked as having Inventory Tracked, but the product quantity was…a big fat zero.
*Bad words*
This is not something where Suzanne accidentally checked a checkbox — we’re talking over 150 individual products. I suspect I know when it happened, but I can’t explain exactly WHY. Exactly why or how doesn’t really matter, but oh heavens.
Here I sit, imagining the people who have clicked through from Ravelry, or from the Google ad, or from the sale notification, wondering why I’m touting the yarn I sell, when it didn’t appear that I actually sell any yarn besides a few skeins of Opal sock yarn and Black Cascade 220.
*Bad words*
So! If you are a knitter, or know a knitter, or want to just look at some pretty colors of yarn, guess what! The yarn is now showing on my site! And it’s 30% off!
Yarn at Knots & Bolts
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As longtime readers will know, if I’m awake, it’s entirely likely that I’m doing something slightly moronic. Every so often I have flashes of brilliance, but sustaining that is pretty hard for me.
It comes as something of a miracle for me, though, when people around me, who sort of look like they might be perfect, do something…not perfect.
He-who-perpetrated-this-unleavened-lump remarked: the only thing worse than old yeast in the bread machine is…no yeast.
I’m happy to report that MY baked good turned out much better. Getting the right size needles helped. That cherry on top is even knit! I’m so proud of me. I started looking for more small knitted projects like this, and got sucked in by the Ravelry pattern browser last night. There’s some funny stuff out there. I’ll share some of my finds later, but I think supper is calling me.
Too bad we don’t have any fresh bread to eat tonight.
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I was mostly laughing on Monday. Truly, if I cried over everything stupid thing I did, I’d be a snotty mess most of the time.
I was wearing a sweatshirt with a front pouch, and that’s where the phone was at the time of the incident. I leaned over to flush, and out it slid… It’s gone but not forgotten, because the toilet is draining, but definitely not flushing properly. I’m going next door when I need the facilities, and while I did leave a message for my landlord, I haven’t heard back from him yet. (Is it wrong that I’m glad it happened here at the shop, and not at home where it would be Mark’s problem?)
Right away Monday afternoon, I wandered down to the hardware store, that doubles as our wireless store, and cringed in anticipation of how much this fiasco was going to cost me.
See, the phone was nearly new. Like…November new. I wasn’t eligible for a new cheap phone, this WAS my new phone. (Because I had dropped the last one and it wouldn’t stop buzzing…)
Turns out that sometimes I get lucky, though, and did NOT have to pay retail. The cell company has a 30 day return policy, and they just happened to have the above phone (which is identical to the one that got flushed…) in stock as a returned item. And, as it turns out, it hadn’t ever actually been programmed, so…it’s like I got a brand-new phone for only $40. (Full retail was…$160…)
You can be darned sure that I will be extremely careful with my phone around toilets for awhile.
And thanks for laughing at me, I’m glad I could provide some entertainment in your day…
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I just flushed my cell phone down the toilet.
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I’d be seriously dangerous. Yes, it was one of THOSE days today. I probably shouldn’t have even attempted to drive my car or run the quilting machine, but I managed to do both of those things just fine. The problem is all of the little stuff that makes me crazy.
Mark asked me to do 2 things for him. Print a report and write a check. About 10 minutes after I’d gotten downtown this afternoon, the phone rings. I had forgotten to do BOTH. SO…Mom kindly let me run home while she kept watching the shop (tough job, I don’t think anyone came in…), as long as I took her coat with me, so Mark could look at the zipper.
I was nearly out the door (not 30 seconds later, after promising to do so…) when she says “The coat?”
I’d almost forgotten it.
There were other examples, but…I’m so brainless I can’t remember what they were. Oh, one of them was that I couldn’t actually print the report right when he wanted it, because I had done something stupid when I entered some transactions, so I had to fix that brainless mistake…
I did manage to make some pretty feathers though:
I also worked on moving some stuff out of my sewing room, so that Mark could begin some deconstruction. After my second trip down the stairs, I suddenly thought to myself:
“HELLO??? THIS IS WHY YOU HAVE CHILDREN.”
And then I made the boys carry the rest of the boxes downstairs.
I was going to sew or do some more straightening up and packing, but I got distracted by a big wad of yarn in my yarn drawer. It was pretty nasty: a whole bunch of yarn that had gotten all tangled together. I dominated it, though…there may have been some cheating by way of cutting some of the yarn free…but still…I cleaned that mess up. I also found a scarf that I had started knitting….more than 2 years ago. The scarf was plenty long enough to wear, so I took a few minutes to go ahead and a bind it off. Now, I’ll probably stick it back in the drawer, because a whole bunch of ends need to be sewn in, and that sounds like too much work.
I think I’ve finally managed to finish the things that Mark asked me to do…so I’d better get to bed before I hurt myself.
TTFN-
Suzanne
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I have something that I call the Terrible Package Sender gene. (It only affects packages to friends and families. Customer packages are generally OK, except when the Blonde gene kicks in and I do something stupid, like pile things on top of a customer order. But that’s only happened once. )
Hopefully, by now, my friends and family have realized it is nothing personal. It’s not that I don’t like them, it’s just that I can start gathering up stuff for a package and it’ll be 2 years later and the stuff is still sitting there before I decide that I probably ought to finally send the package. You know, before the t-shirts for my niece and nephew no longer fit.
(Well, the t-shirts haven’t been sitting there that long, but some of the other stuff has been).
Or I’ll start making a quilt for a new nephew and I’ll get it almost all the way done, and then I’ll let it sit, waiting for a label for months. Because you know that label is going to take all of 20 minutes, and I just can’t find 20 minutes anywhere. (<—that’s a joke.)
Well, last week I decided it was time to try to overcome my genetics, and not use them as an excuse anymore. I got in gear and made a quilt for my new niece-to-be, made labels for both the new quilt and the old quilt that’s been waiting, plus pillowcases, and made a promise to myself that everything would be in the mail TODAY.
Go me.
David and Stefanie? There was so much, I ended up needing to use 2 boxes. They’ll go to the post office this afternoon.
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The straight stitching is all done (well, except for some small stars that I discovered I had missed, but that’s quick and easy to fix…), and I’ve got the spines placed for many of the wreaths. I’m using the computer to stitch the wreaths, but the feathers are freehand. Lots of work left to go, but I’m really pleased with how it’s going.
My injury appears to be less horrible than I had originally feared it might be. Don’t get me wrong, it hurts like heck if I whack it, but…I guess I’m going to live. This time. The gauze is terrible conspicuous, but I’m not ready for a regular band-aid yet.
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I have done something so stupid, that I am having trouble coming to terms with the depths of the stupidity of what I’ve done.
Actually, it’s TWO stupids, the first I discovered last night, but I’d actually done it Tuesday night. The 2nd is new, and it might not be as stupid as it seems, but at the moment it seems pretty danged stupid.
It’s the combination of the two stupids that is the real problem. The fact that I did BOTH of these things has got me so stunned that I feel a bit like this experience is unreal. I’m not crying, I’m not running around in a panic, I’m just…wow. I was really stupid. Maybe it’s shock.
Don’t get me wrong, it’s not insurmountable, it’s not life-threatening, but it’s awfully huge in terms of the work that is lost and the work that will come to recreate what I’ve lost.
And what are these two stupids?
Well, I might tell you after I’ve recovered from my shock, but the short answer is DOCUMENTS and BACKING UP. Make sure you have adequate, secure backups of important documents. And if you are making really huge changes to a document, but you don’t want to save over top of the original, make sure you do a SAVE AS, and give it a new name before you start screwing around.
I think I might go curl up in the fetal position for a bit.
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Bit by bit, inch by inch, I got it all out. There was probably an easier way to do it, but I couldn’t see how to take any more of the machine apart to get to the spot wehre it was wrapped, without totally dismantling things: something I wasn’t prepared to do.
I’d snag a bit with my seam ripper, grab what I could with the tweezers, work the handwheel back and forth and pull it out, bit by bit by bit. It was impossible to see and to light, though now that I think of it: I should have gotten one of the campnig headlights the boys have. Naturally, the thread was a very fine cotton (Masterpiece) so it was hard to see and to grab with the tweezers. It’s really a very light tan, but each successive bit I pulled out was more and more grease covered.
That’s pretty much and hour and a half of my life I’ll never get back.
Though, I’m glad to have just spent my time and it’s done. I’m afraid my camera is going to require an out of warranty trip to Sony before it’s all better.
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