Ouch

Forget the Ides of March... 

Beware the pitfalls of falling yarn. 

I was on the phone with my sister tonight - going over my Ravelry queue and reviewing projects I have lined up, especially those I have identified for her daughter/my niece, the Onion, and my sister herself. 

As it turns out, E spotted the Just Like A Peasant Cap in my queue and said she'd love one too.  I went back to the wall o' yarn to scope out potential yarn matches.  I spotted a gorgeous fawn colored wool/silk blend from our Nanna's stash that could work well for this hat.  Inevitably, it was on the top shelf of the 9' 6" floor to ceiling bookshelves lining the back wall.  So here I was, on the phone, standing on a chair, looking up to the top shelf and jumping up and down trying to grab said wool/silk blend.  I knocked the desired yarn off the shelf, but in doing so, clobbered myself in the nose with another massive falling cone of yarn.

I would not wish for anyone to get hit on the nose with the cardboard base of a falling yarn cone.  I was actually a little scared for the health of my rather wide-brimmed nose.  All at once, I was laughing to E and trying to justify the tirade of expletives I had just unleashed while making my way to the bathroom to see if I was bleeding from the collision's impact. 

Of course, once I had established that there was no bleeding, I had to weigh said falling yarn cone with my new digital kitchen scale.  It clocked in at 1 lb 5 7/8 oz.  I know there must be some sort of Newtonian formula to calculate the impact of yarn to nose based on weight, falling height, and resulting velocity.  However, without getting into the math, I can assure you, it hurt like hell. 

All is can say is, I really like my sister, and she better really like her Peasant Cap.

Comments

[Eliza]

I feel like I was able to do calculations like that, at one point in my life. That would have been in high school, where sines and cosigns and calculus made sense to me. And now it's all gone...

I'm glad your nose is alright. I look forward to seeing the hat!

[heather]

wow. i if i were to imagine knitting as a full-contact sport, the poky needles are the first thing i would have thought of for the infliction of injury. who knew that yarn could be so dangerous?

[Sarah]

Force equals mass times acceleration.