Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Back on track, and a celebration

It turns out that all I needed for motivation was a big fat sook to everyone who reads this blog. I find that if I say something bad out loud or type it then it tends to fade in my estimation and I can move on.

I noticed that I seem to be a bit lazier at night, so I decided to make 9:00pm til 10:00pm a knitting hour for specifically my baby blanket. It has to be that late because Felix doesn't finish work til 7:00pm, then has the train to catch, then I have to feed him something to stave off grown-man starvation whining, so later it was.

The plan was flawless, perfect, genius! I know I can knit six rows in an hour, because that's how long the train ride takes. Brilliant, it'll be finished in no time. However...

I received some amazing yarn from a beautiful person (full explanation later) and I started winding on the skein as soon as I had shown it to Judith. I started winding on in the car, people. It's that lovely.

So, Sonia, your advice has been taken. Start something new. Does my knitting a Baby Surprise Jacket for a newborn really surprise anyone?

Yesterday was a long lazy day, starting with a sleep in til 11:30, followed by watching the latest "Doctor Who" special while eating leftover Ikea meatballs with gravy and jam for brunch.

Next up was mooching round Chadstone looking for a cotton doona cover we both didn't hate, munching choc tops and popcorn during "The Boat That Rocked" and heading out to the Tea House at South Yarra for yum cha with flowers in the food. Luckily Borders on Chapel Street was open til 11:00pm, or we would have had to cut our fun short.

Happy Anniversary Felix. I couldn't have imagined a better two years could have existed.

Thursday, April 16, 2009

I'm sure I'm a knitter...aren't I?

A combination of lethargy and displacement have made me recently question everything in my life, especially my hobbies. My knitting and sewing have seemed utterly impossible as Felix and I are guests in a friend's house, taking up their spare room bed and wardrobe.

Virginia Woolf once spoke on the need for female writers to have a room of their own, but I think it applies to those of us who craft as well. I know she would agree, as she was a knitter and as crazy as we all seem to feel at time.

I have had neither the space nor the inclination to knit of late. Most of my knitting is in storage until we find somewhere to live, so my project choice is limited. I currently have only one project on the go, and it's a pretty big one. I started the Debbie Bliss Alphabet Blanket in the beginning of March and I've only knitted two alphabet rows out of six. Now this is not a small project and normally I'd be fine with that amount, but I'm not employed and really have nothing else to do but find us somewhere to live (almost impossible when you don't own a car anymore).

So I need to decide a few things.

1. Do I want to continue with the blanket?
2. If yes, how will I force myself to get it done?
3. If no, what do I intend to start instead?
4. What can I do to be a little more productive and less, well, blah?

This may take a while. In the meantime, I shall make a start by blocking two almost finished projects:

An argyle tank top and a wraparound jacket for the Podling.