I was reading the book Casts Off, by Stephanie Pearl-McPhee when I came across this question, "Why do I like knitting so much?". I abruptly stopped reading (I am a big reader...) and thought about it. Absentmindedly I said aloud, "Because..." I really didn't know. I decided to go to bed (bad choice... When I am thinking about something, OMG there's a thing called
sleep?) I tossed and turned in bed and I came up with a few good answers. Like "It's a craft." Wait. Oh, I am thinking of the BAD ideas that ran through my head. Okay. Like " 'Cause I like being different." and " 'Cause people like me." But I finally came up with the
real answer. "Because I like producing things that me and others like.
The promise I made before? How this blog will just be about knitting? Screw that. My life is interesting and... Well... 'Interesting' pretty much describes my life. Oh, and hectic.
Oh and the other promise about writing once a week? Screw that too. I will write when I have time. I understand, and you will now too, that my life is SUPER busy.
That's all things new. I haven't been knitting this week. I've been too busy. (And all those 'traditions'? Screw them too.)
I've been thinking about casting on something new... Now is the perfect time. It's 9:30. And it's just me and Mom. And Dad and Val won't be home until super later. See ya. I promise... Wait. Isn't promises what got me into this mess? No more promises.