Whew! I'm not even sure... but it seems to have involved a lot of endless running around.
I've done a bit of knitting,
but I'm not feeling excited about it. I have realized, however, what I really love about knitting and why it has held my (very short term) interest for so long. In a word... variety.
I've been working on garments lately. And for a while, patience was my virtue and hours of stockinette was my friend. But I'm a fickle gal and as such I'm feeling myself tempted by thoughts of lace, socks, and a never before experienced passion for something red. Not just any red... but deep silky red.
Now the tricky part is that, as well as being fickle, I am also burdened with a sometimes disturbing sense of commitment. It is hard for me to walk away from an unfinished garment (mainly for fear of never returning) yet I am beginning to languish with boredom and a dreary lack of fulfillment.
However, fate it would seem has intervened. It appears that, as much as I really do love knitting this cardigan even though I had to go down to size 1 needles, the pattern and yarn are a bit too much on my poor neck at the moment.
The neck I could handle with a good adjustment (which I plan to get soon) but it is multiplied by a splitting headache and a tooth that has some serious issues going on in the way of massive amounts of nerve pain. I tend to be the kind of gal who avoids dealing with these type of things until I can't get my hands on any more pain meds but I suppose I'm going to have to deal with that this week too.
So there you have it. Fate in the form of pain. I'll take it. Don't you think I should cast on for a new sock? Or maybe some lace? Hmmm...
Meanwhile, I did something I've never done before. I dropped all my kids off at VBS this morning and didn't stay to help! So far this morning I have been quite busy wasting time. It's been a good morning. Tomorrow I think I'll clean.