So this week, instead of copying my list from last week and updating it, I'm going to do a little round-up of what's happening in my little corner of the web (I told you I love lists); this also coincides with the one year anniversary of this site-- something I had meant to mark in some other, excellent, way... but perhaps I'll do something in six months. I've always been fond of half birthdays, anyway.
Rest assured, I am not abandoning my lists; this is simply a brief hiatus while I take some time to look at the bigger picture.
Still, I'm working on loving the stash I have, moving what I don't love onward and outward, and spending more time knitting and spinning, and less time inadvertently shopping etsy. I've got years of happy crafting in my future... and I'd hate to think that I've hit SABLE before my 31st birthday.
Right now, I have six projects literally on the needles, with caked yarn for another... four? Maybe five. Once the yarn is caked, I lose the feeling of fluidity I like to keep in my queue, and I start to feel hemmed in. The result has been that I'll work a project for a row or two at a time, before the pressure of all the other WIPs gets to me and I'll switch. So I spend a lot of time knitting a little, never really find my groove, and have very little progress to show for it. Does this sound like a relaxing hobby to anyone?
Now, I'm not a strictly monogamous knitter-- I like to have a purse project and one for sitting at home-- but more than two, maybe three, needles in use and I feel controlled by the knitting, not in charge of it. So, no more! I'm taking back the reins from my socks in progress; all but two projects are being literally shelved, out of sight and out of mind. There will be no more seething resentment from the wool in this house, thank you very much.
Things that aren't fiber related
It's still happening-- less than five months from now-- but I stopped talking about it here because it's wrapped up in some other things that I don't really want to spend a lot of internet time and space on, like being effectively unemployed for the last eight months, or the difficulties that can arise when two people from vastly different backgrounds try to arrange for all the people they love and are related to to show up at the same time, in the same place, without necessitating police intervention.
So everyday, I wake up wishing I could go to work-- that there was work for me to go to-- and worrying that in order to find work, we're going to have to move cross-country again, and this time away from the family we moved cross-country to be near to, and that such a move may very well mean work for me, but no work for Devin... And then I berate myself for thinking that things were simpler when I was single-- not better, mind you, just simpler. For one thing, I wasn't trying to plan this damn wedding.
Anyway, these are the thoughts I have in my brain like a hamster on a wheel, and I just didn't want to have to type them out weekly.
Thanks for sticking it out until the end of this rather long post, if in fact you did, and I'll be back in a bit with your regularly scheduled updates.