Yarn ball man stabbed by knitting needles and bleeding yarn

A good way to express your anger at unruly knitting projects?

I’ve enjoyed this image since it made the rounds of the knitterly internet some time ago.  I hope the creator will make prints available at some point.  I guess I could buy the book, but I really see this as decoration for my (imaginary, future) craft area.

I haven’t!  Not entirely, anyway.  Life has been… well, see the last entry for an idea of how life has been lately.  I’ve been bringing my knitting around with me like a security blanket, but not knitting a whole lot.  At the moment, I’m in the middle of a 12-day long stretch of workdays.  I’m knitting a bit at night  but a lot of time by the time I get home (often late) I’m usually too tired even for that.  On the other hand, I made a big chunk of progress visiting my grandfather in the hospital (he’s okay, but yes, that is the sort of thing that’s just par for the course lately).  Pathetic fact: I discovered that I can keep knitting at full speed while crying a little.  But, progress.

Um, right, I should try for some content that’s , um, positive, unlike the above.  Well, I just ordered a big old bunch of yarn because the Yarn Harlot posted about sweater I just couldn’t refuse, and I’m working on getting a massive other quantity of yarn so I can start on my crochet journey.  I also delved into the exciting world of yarn arts on TV with Knitting Daily and Knit and Crochet Today.  I have my DVR record them and then watch themwhen I think David isn’t bored enough when David isn’t interested in watching TV and I am.

So I’ll post pictures of the giant piles of yarn when they show up, and since I’m getting some enthusiasm for knitting back (as I’m getting some enthusiasm for life in general back) I’ll be posting more in general.

Oh, yeah.  Yarn diet?  Over.  I made it since December! So, between that and all the stuff that’s been going on lately, I thought I’d try to make up the lost time STAT.

Irrelevant note: apparently I can type something like jnirr into my phone and it’ll figure out that I mean knitting.  Do I really talk about it that much?  I found that out when sending this picture to myself.

knitting, knitted things, my living room and kitchen

Sharp eyes will note the scarves (knitted by me: naughty little cable scarf, 1x1 ribbed noro scarf)) draped over the throw (sadly, not knitted by me but purchased from pottery barn via eBay in a months-long hunt after seeing it on House but I'm planning on reverse-engineering it, eventually) draped, in turn, over my secondhand Ikea Poäng chair. There's also a teensy glimpse of a Quant, also knitted by me, ungracefully clumped on the seat of the chair.

I’ve been up all night.   My life has been full of more complicated and upsetting problems that usual, of the sort that I don’t and won’t talk about on the Internet in any form, which have basically put me out of commission for anything other than sleeping all day and maybe watching the occasional movie in between crying or blocking everything out.  This has been going on for the entirety of my “Spring Break” (and let’s not even mention the week before, in which I squeaked by during my last week of my rotation on nothing more than determination to not fail out and so much sleep deprivation that nothing seemed real) and finally I just couldn’t even sleep at all this past night and did incredibly useful things instead, like playing with Facebook, watching 20-minute documentaries about 30-second commercials, and starting to work through the massive YouTube archive of The Ellen Degeneres Show clips.

Yeah, well.  At least I got some knitting done.  Lately I’ve been carrying my knitting bag around with me like a security blanket, not even taking out the knitting but just…having it there.  Just in case I feel up to it.  Tonight was the first time I actually knitted for I-don’t-kn0w-how-long, though.  Oh, there is a small messy pile of calendar blocks on the other side table.  I shall do some iPhone photo magic:

calendar squares and assorted other shapes

This crappy picture was cunningly taken at arm's length so I don't have to move.

So, I did make some progress with those little guys.  I keep meaning to make a post about them showing them all off, but, you know, stuff happened.

So it’s almost 10 AM now.  (I just noticed that this blog’s time is an hour early.  Wish I knew how to fix that setting.)  I should probably just try to stay up through the day, have caffeine or whatever and try to at least make it to the afternoon and take a nap at most.  I hope I do that.  I might just sleep all day again.

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