Friday, April 25, 2008

Knowing when to say goodbye

Have you ever been in a miserable relationship much longer than you should have? I was with Isabel's biological father exactly 2 years, six months and 15 minutes longer than I should have.

I should have run when that pregnancy test was positive. I thought I owed him a second, third, fourth, hundredth chance because he was the father of my child. It turns out he doesn't deserved to be called a father.
I should never have adopted a "fired" seeing-eye dog. The podiatrist at the clinic I used to work for told me the sad story of a blind-assisting dog that was about to be destroyed because he didn't fit the mold. He acted up a little too much. His owner would be dining in restaurants and Elgin would run over and lick plates clean. Cute, not destructive. Right?

Wrong. He ran away. I'd have to pay a huge fine every time I got him out of the clink. The dog puked at least ten times a day from eating yarn, aluminum foil, entire sacks of bread (including the sack.) He never once let us pet him. I wasn't his master. He wasn't supposed to love anyone else. I actually felt that he hated me. I would try to take him for long walks and he would trip me and tangle me in the leash. He would lunge at every piece of garbage, sometimes making me fall. He humped everyone and everything.

The fifth time I had to bail him out of the pound, my father finally took him to a boys' reformatory school run by a friend of his. It was on a farm. 100 lonely boys don't care if a dog wants to be loved. The dog is probably bald now from petting.

Where was I going with this? I felt sorry for this yarn when I saw it at the thrift store. I thought that it deserved some love. I was wrong. This yarn is cursed. It's a bastard. This is the fourth time it was knit and it just can't behave. I'm going to put it in time out for a few months. Then I'm going to felt it. (I only felt/full yarn I hate. Take that, jerk yarn!)

P.S. Never, never, never, ever try to knit puffy sleeves with bulky yarn. You are just asking for heartache if you do. Trust me on this one.


Lovs2Knit said...

Might be why you found it in a thrift store....somebody decided that it was cursed and tossed it.

Lynn...aka..Mom, Nanny, Mommoe said...

Love your post! The saving of the dog was heroic on your part! I understand about the yarn, I have had some of those!

Oiyi said...

That a good lesson for all of us when we see yarn in Thrift Stores. But it's really hard to pass up a bargain.