* Joining Ginny.
Inland is a huge disaster. I messed up. BAD. Before I started, I knew I was between sizes, but I decided to knit the smaller of the two sizes because it seemed like a bulkier knit and I thought if it was a tad too snug I could make the necessary adjustments while I blocked it. Turns out I made the wrong decision. It was WAY too snug. So I frogged it; all the way back to where I divided for the sleeves. After I ripped it out, I placed it on the bookshelf and I haven’t touched it for three days. I know I technically have a deadline, but I just can’t deal with it right now.
By the way, do people still say frogged? Or is that so not cool anymore? Should I say I ripped it out? Enlighten me, please.
I’ve been working on a basic pair of socks since then. Stockinette stitch. Nothing fancy. It’s what I need right now. The sock yarn has been sitting in my stash for almost ten years. Isn’t it funny how yarn can be a reflection of your developing taste/style over the years? Ten years ago, I was, ahem, twenty-two years old. I loved bright colors, especially bright pink and green. Now, I gravitate toward much more natural and softer tones. Honestly though, it doesn’t matter what the color of my project is as long as it’s simple and gives me something to knit until I’m ready to tackle my sweater again.
Knitting. It’s not for the weak.
I’ve been feeling overwhelmed lately. Our warm summer has resulted in a prolific garden, and while I’m grateful for the food, I just can’t keep up with it. Canning takes a lot of time. A. Lot. Time that I just don’t seem to have. Harvesting and watering can easily consume half of my morning, which means less time for cleaning, cooking, and laundry. Eddie learned to walk a few days ago and I had to completely reorganize the kitchen cabinets so that there wasn’t anything within her reach that could possibly maim or kill her. Sam is potty training and it’s proven to be quite the commitment for both of us. He spends a lot of time sitting in the bathroom and I spend a lot of time sitting in the bathroom with him. Bright side: we are reading more books than usual and that can’t ever be a bad thing. Also, my bathroom is spotless because almost every time Sam misses, (which is quite often) I clean the bathroom top to bottom.
On Thursday, Eddie took a nap and I prepared for my usual three hour scramble where I rush to get as much done as possible during her nap, all the while trying to keep Sam preoccupied and out of my way. Just as I was getting ready to lift myself off the couch, Sam looked at me and said “Hey, Mom, why don’t you sit here with me and knit? We can cuddle.”
Cuddle? My baby actually wants to cuddle with me?!
That did it. I threw my to do list out the window and I spent the entire afternoon sitting on the couch knitting and playing legos. I didn’t clean. I didn’t cook. I didn’t water or weed.
Man, did I need that. I can’t remember the last time I ignored my daily duties and just spent time with my kid(s). It started raining that afternoon, so watering would have been a waste of time anyway. It felt like it was meant to be. I think I need to make a point to do that more often. Let go. Relax. Build a lego tower with my son.
Later, as I was telling Gabe about my much needed day of laziness, he said: “At the end of the day, Sam had a moment with his mom that will inevitably become a good memory that he will hold onto for the rest of his life. Nobody is going to remember the cucumber that was never picked.”
He’s right, of course. But it’s not easy to sit and read a story for the millionth time or put a puzzle together or do anything really when there’s so much to do around the homestead.
Balance. This should be my new motto. Perhaps I should create a bumper sticker? Memories last forever. Cucumbers don’t.
My Inland sweater is coming along nicely; I’ve divided for the sleeves and will begin waist shaping in the next day or two. While I’m happy with the yarn choice color-wise, I do wish there was a way to keep bulky yarn from pilling. The yarn is already starting to develop that hazy look that bulky yarn tends to create when it rubs against something or is worn excessively. Still, I think it will be a very warm sweater and I will probably wear it a lot this fall and winter.
Reading-wise, I’m taking a break. Canning consumes most of my free time and once the kids are in bed it takes all of my remaining energy to knit a few rows before crashing. Perhaps next week I’ll have time to pick up a book.