I had gotten home and stuck something in the microwave, and the phone rang. It was the Father-in-law, whom I quite like, but who is not known for short phone calls. I sidled over to get the headset phone, and while talking to him maneuvered that on, turned off the phone I'd answered, ate my dinner, and then tried to figure something else I could do that would allow me to talk to him but still get something accomplished. I though of the crocheting that I had out in the car. Went out and fetched that and crocheted part of a row. After we hung up, I put it back in the car.
I sometimes bring this bag to the house of some friends who have cats. Since I am not going to be able to get them to stop playing with yarn, I have attached a long piece of yarn to the handle of the bag, so that if they start wanting to play with what I'm doing, I can distract them with that instead.
It's dangerous to be a klutz and drive a car at the same time.
Friday morning I poured myself into the car and started my drive to work. I was on the highway, and actually was in the fast lane (which is rare for me). Suddenly I started hearing what sounded/felt like something jumping around in the back seat. Or maybe something "wrong" with my left rear tire. I cut across to the right shoulder and stopped. If I watched more horror movies, I would have wondered what in my back seat was possessed. Instead I waited until I'd stopped shaking a bit, and jumped out to look at the tire. Heh. I must not have put the kitty-yarn well enough into the car on Thursday night. The tail of the kitty-yarn was wrapped around the stem for filling the tire. It had been twisted quite tightly, and I think it was causing the bag it was connected to to jump around (as if possessed) inside the car. I didn't notice any abrasions on the tire, so I think the tire is okay. The stupid plastic hub-cap thingy with the faux lug bolts, however has some scratch-marks near where the tire is filled. I used my scissors on my Swiss Army Knife to cut the yarn off of the bag. It was so tightly wound it just sort of spronged.
So, being a klutz, I managed to trip my car with a 5' piece of yarn.