…there’s just no knitting while it’s going on. Not even my comfortingly simple Verona Shawl, miles and miles of laceweight stockinette. (Not everyone’s thing, I know, but lovely for those moments when you need to really pay attention and have a fidgeting problem.) Besides, things just move so fast, and there is an unbelievable amount of paperwork involved.
It is good, though- a clean process, quick and efficient, all those stereotypes civilians seem to have of old- school military. I’ve never dealt with the Army like this before- it’s surprising.
And the shawl keeps on coming along, despite hours spent in training/ processing/ briefings.
It may not look like much now, but that’s a lot of laceweight.
In the meanwhile, it’s nice to wear boots again, Georgia is actually not "Florida Light", as I had mistakenly remembered, and I am feeling very, very optimistic.