So around these here parts, it’s been busy. Work usually picks up speed this time of year. There’s been weddings and babies and visiting with friends and family and it’s been pretty nonstop. But over the 4-day holiday, I had free time. I almost forgot what it felt like. So to make sure that I remembered the feeling, I knitted.
I didn’t knit much. Maybe four rows. My current project has began to drag out as my rows have hundreds of stitches on them and I’m not the world’s fastest knitter. I’m also not very good at using circular needles. (I’ll also confess I’ve stopped counting my stitches… I hope this doesn’t come back to haunt me.) But I tell myself once I finish this project, I can start on a new one. One that will go much faster.
In truth, I had hoped to start on it earlier this month and switch back and forth between the two pieces. But I bought the wrong size needles. And I haven’t exactly had time to exchange the needles so… it’s on indefinite suspension until I finish up with the circular needle currently being used. But I have my yarn: black wool. I’m excited just to hold the yarn. Because I haven’t knitted with animal fibers yet.
This does not make me a dork. I’m pretty sure about this. About 85% sure.
So tonight, I knit. I need to finish one row. Una fila. And then when I hit knitting class this Thursday, I can use the more advanced knitters to help me understand the rest of the pattern because I have no idea what’s going on. But I’m getting close to finishing this project, I can taste it. I just need a little bit more free time.
Bring on the holiday break in December, baby.