One of the things that I hate about living in eastern Canada is the horrifyingly humid summers. According to MeteoMedia, it's currently 29 degrees in Toronto, with a humidex of 38 degrees (that's 84 and 100 F, respectively, for any Americans in the audience). The strong breeze coming off the Lake is mitigating the problems somewhat, but I'm still melting here. Adding to the problem is my air conditioner, a venerable Goldstar R-5000A. It was acquired second-hand, so I have no idea exactly how old it is. A quick look at Goldstar's website indicates that they haven't updated since 2007, and at that point had already stopped making anything less powerful than a 5050 BTU model, so I'm guessing at least 5 years old.
After 3 years and two moves with me and who-knows-how-many before it entered my possession, my air conditioner has finally given up the ghost. It still sort of cools, but even on the highest settings doesn't make a dent in this heat. It also makes alarming clunking sounds and spits ice every so often, even when I leave it on the fan-only setting. I'm more concerned about the cats than myself, since I can go sit in the shower for a while if things get too ridiculous, but those lovely furry coats they're wearing are sadly not removable*.
I did finally manage to make it to Lettuce Knit this morning. That place is tiny, but I believe I have fallen in love with it. I left with sock-length dpns for that sock that's been making me nuts, and some US#9 straights and DPNs to go with the three skeins of Malabrigo worsted merino in the Little Lovely variegated colourway. That's my hat and scarf this winter, kids. I may see if I can pick up some leather gloves to match once the winter clothes start hitting shops. Also, 3 skeins each of Berroco Lustra in Aioli and Brulée for Boyfriend's Fibonacci scarf. The two colours look incredibly yummy sitting against each other and the yarn is smooth and shiny. It's another merino. In fact, now that I think about it, all the yarn I have stashed right now is merino. I guess I've found my favourite fibre.
I wonder what GTA by-laws say about raising a sheep on one's balcony?
* Although that's mostly a good thing. Hairless cats creep me out and look non-cuddly.
After 3 years and two moves with me and who-knows-how-many before it entered my possession, my air conditioner has finally given up the ghost. It still sort of cools, but even on the highest settings doesn't make a dent in this heat. It also makes alarming clunking sounds and spits ice every so often, even when I leave it on the fan-only setting. I'm more concerned about the cats than myself, since I can go sit in the shower for a while if things get too ridiculous, but those lovely furry coats they're wearing are sadly not removable*.
I did finally manage to make it to Lettuce Knit this morning. That place is tiny, but I believe I have fallen in love with it. I left with sock-length dpns for that sock that's been making me nuts, and some US#9 straights and DPNs to go with the three skeins of Malabrigo worsted merino in the Little Lovely variegated colourway. That's my hat and scarf this winter, kids. I may see if I can pick up some leather gloves to match once the winter clothes start hitting shops. Also, 3 skeins each of Berroco Lustra in Aioli and Brulée for Boyfriend's Fibonacci scarf. The two colours look incredibly yummy sitting against each other and the yarn is smooth and shiny. It's another merino. In fact, now that I think about it, all the yarn I have stashed right now is merino. I guess I've found my favourite fibre.
I wonder what GTA by-laws say about raising a sheep on one's balcony?
* Although that's mostly a good thing. Hairless cats creep me out and look non-cuddly.
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