Rain, baking spree, Sock Ministry

So I have good things to report about the happy reunion with a working oven. The repair people had undertaken to call between 8 and 9 with an ETA of the repairman. On the stroke of 8 they called. Expect him between 9 and 11. Bang on 10 he's there.  And they don't say stove or oven. They say range. As in home on the, I suppose.

Anyway, technician Larry pulled out the stove, did a hard reset, panel came to life. 

I could have done it but I can't pull out the stove and I wouldn't ask Gary, just too stressful for his aging back, and he's done enough. The techie did explain once the panel's gone out, it will do it again, so he's checking into getting a new panel unit. 

I notice the oven is now heating up about twice as fast as it had been lately. Probably a sign it was about to strike. 

Techie Larry told me the alternate way to do the reset, if it gives out in the meantime, is to turn it off at the breaker, leave it about an hour, try again.  

I had tried, unsuccessfully, to find the breaker on the circuit panel, which is badly labeled, when the oven first broke down.  I'll need a co-conspirator to let me know from indoors, the panel being in the storage closet outside the front door. One person outside switches, one  person inside shouts the results. So that's the interim plan.

So I paid a service visit charge, with geezer, I mean senior, discount. Could be worse.

And since I don't know how long it will hold up, got into a baking frenzy, just in case.

Raisin hot biscuits. I was almost out of olive oil so used homemade butter as well, very good results.

Giant loaf, making four smaller ones, once cut on those scorelines. Short of flour, too, used the last of the wholewheat, plus the last of the oatmeal, plus some gluten free flour which I don't need personally, but it was all I could get at the time. It's good considering all the substitutions.

The endless rain is also good, for the knitting output. Today I'll finish the Popular Purple Socks. Note they're posed on a hand dyed yellow cloth, opposite on the color wheel, very tricky stuff.

Tomorrow I'll send out a pack of four pairs. It's about a pair a week, I estimate. 

I don't feel pressed, though. I just do a couple of inches when I sit down, and soon there's a sock. Much faster than scarves or kitty blankets. It's calming work, particularly knowing that,  sitting alone in my house,  I'm still linked up with the other members of the knitting ministry.  

In another post I'll tell you about the kitty blanket caper. That was a different form of ministry.

Meanwhile breakfast in bed. Toasted hot biscuit, tea.

Praying for Ukraine and for the swift prosecution of the war criminals of Putin's army.