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.

Ahhh, that’s more like it. I may be squeezing it in when it’s already past my bedtime, but here I am, watching my current favorite dumb show, knitting some, typing some, knitting some. Yeah, it’s completely ineffective multitasking. Yeah, I’m making completely imperceptible progress.

BUT I AM KNITTING. It’s still victory. Maybe I’ll actually finish this Girasole someday. Maybe I’ll do the last few lines of knitting on the pretty chunky yarn honeycomb pattern scarf I decided should be for my mom and not for me (and then oh terror, oh hatred, weave in many, many ends). For that matter, maybe I’ll even weave in the two ends left on David’s spare winter hat so he can use it as a spare.

Speaking of David, maybe I’ll wind the yarn for David’s warm winter scarf while it’s still winter. Maybe I’ll knit it while it’s still winter! Er, this one I should really do.  And post pictures.  It’s going to be gorgeous.

Meta note: Not only am I knitting again, I’m really, really excited about knitting again.  This is great!

N…no.

There just didn’t seem to be enough time. I think I kind of ended up trading my knitting time for exciting new food available at the new local bar. It was worth it, I think, but..

But…

I really really want to break this pattern. I want to churn out the finished-ends-weaved-in-perfect-in-every-way-except-for-whatever-mistakes-that-are-totally-forgiveable objects. I want to wear a different hat every day (when it’s cold enough). I want to make every pair of exciting gloves with transformation power that I see. I want to cover my apartment in throws and cabled pillows. I want to be a knitter again!

…I also want a nap. Is that going to win today? (Well, after I get home in a few more hours…)

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