I’m working on two knitting projects that are very challenging. One of them should have been done a month ago and the other has to be done by the end of the month. I’ve been so stressed out about my knitting that I’ve kind of started hating it. I keep trying to start easy projects for TV knitting in the evenings (because everyone knows the reward for knitting is to knit more) but my concept of what’s easy is questionable at best.
Over the weekend I started something completely different. A log cabin blanket made from sock yarn, most of it left over from old, favorite projects. “Hey, there’s my Whippoorwill shawl!” “My favorite socks that I wore so much they wore out!” “The Liam sweater I knitted for Gracie!”
It’s nothing but mindless garter and picking up stitches. I LOVE IT SO MUCH. In fact, I am having trouble putting it down to work on the other stuff. Heh.
Thank you, leftover sock yarn, for giving me back my love of knitting.