Things that do not mix with casting on for a cabled sweater:
1. A seven-year-old who desperately wants to shop online for the exact Storm Trooper costume he saw in the store that had it in every size except his ("NO, Mom! The one with battle damage! And gloves. And the helmet that's closed in the back, not the one with the mask!").
2. A ten-year-old who is adamant--and vocal--in his unwillingness to accept that the weekend's schedule will not allow for a sleepover, the injustice of his friend not being home when he wants to ride bikes, and the fact that he has a little brother who is not going to be sent off to boarding school anytime soon.
3. A four-pound corned beef slowly coming to a boil in a giant pot of water on the stove. It turns out, when you have the burner on high, you have to actually pay attention to whether the water is approaching the boiling point. Or you can just wait for several gallons of greasy water to boil over onto the stove, the counter, the floor, the dog...
4. A visiting uncle who believes it is his mission in life to encourage rambunctious boys to chase, wrestle, tear apart the house, and generally do their best to ensure that mom does not get five consecutive seconds without someone screaming as though their legs have just been torn off.
5. A large, hairy, drooly dog who hasn't been walked in godknowshowlong who has decided to express her displeasure with the lack of attention by stealing stuffed animals off the kids' beds and racing through the house with various members of the family giving chase and hollering at the tops of their lungs.
6. A husband who is convinced that it is a great idea to cancel all four phones, the high speed computer line, and the cable tv to try out some shady deal the phone company is touting (the same phone company that just billed us nearly $400 for a single month of basic phone service because it can never get its act straight) and is determined to convince his loving wife that this is a good idea while she is counting the same 114 stitches for the eleventybazillionth time.
If I add up the total number of stitches I have cast on and knitted today, I am about halfway through this one.