I’m having major issues concentrating today.
Every night, I do the same thing. I lay in bed and berate myself for not doing all the things that I had intended to do, and forget that knitting is actually my job – and therefore, that knitting is not procrastinating. I plan a relatively mundane list of things to do for the next day, and then, I avoid doing said things. Sometimes it’s going to the grocery store and sometimes it’s making phone calls, but always, I don’t do whatever the things are.
Right now, I have to go get a shower and wash my hair. Then I have to go get some bloodwork done. I need to go to the grocery store and get some olive oil. I need to knit some more so I can get to the next stage of my project and I need to do laundry. But I don’t want to. I will, but I don’t want to.
So here goes. I’m going to hop in the shower, go to clinic and the grocery store, and go home. But I won’t enjoy one second of it! Damn. I want to eat cookies and take a nap.
Now here’s a picture of my sweater. 11 inches down, 4 to go, and then the sleeves. Huzzah!
And actually, here’s my ball. I’m on my second ball of Lamb’s Pride Worsted Superwash, and I love how it’s crumbling in on itself. It makes me feel like I’m getting somewhere, you know?
As a final note, my cats have met a compromise on the shoe box situation.