April 21, 2008 at 8:06 pm (Uncategorized)
Tags: Fetching, Fingerless Gloves, Rav Groups
Yesterday I started a pair of Fetching Fingerless Gloves. I know it’s the most popular thing ever and I thought I wasn’t going to get sucked in, but I saw the pattern again and just WANTED to knit it. I like the design. Very fresh. Very simple. I guess it answers one of those philosophical knitting questions: Can you be a true fingerless glove knitter without making a pair of Fetching?
Yesterday I also left about half my groups on Rav. I had so many groups thay ideologically I liked but the reality of the group was boring, uneventful and unsatisfactory. I love reading, david bowie, scrabble, jeapordy, etc. I truly do. But the book club group reads trendy books I’ve either already read or have no interest in reading. The david bowie group hasn’t said anything in months. There are some things you only have a certain amount of things to say: I love crosswords. Me too. Me too. Any crossword knitting patterns? Three. Nice, but no thanks. Ok, now what are we going to talk about? So I’ve said no thank you to these groups. Maybe I’ll check them out from time to time, but I feel lighter with them gone. I’m hoping to find a nice lace group to join but there are so many I’ll have to do some research to pick one or two I like!
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April 21, 2008 at 7:55 pm (Uncategorized)
My husband told me to do something today that I am proud of.
Which makes me wonder = why am I living through even one day in which I don’t do something to make me proud of myself?
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April 14, 2008 at 2:11 am (Uncategorized)
Tags: Fingerless Gloves, Sunday
My Irish Hiking Fingerless Mitts are too small. AGHH. They were for my friend Marin – but her hands are bigger then mine, and these don’t even fit me!!! I used a thinner yarn, but I added a full cable repeat so mathematically they should have been perfect. But they aren’t. Now I have one beautiful mitten and a pair of fingerless gloves that are too small for anyone I know. I need to make friends with an 8 year old girl. They were too much work to take apart, so I’ll keep them around I guess.
Here’s a list of 10 exciting things I did today:
1. Boston Globe and NYTimes crossword puzzles.
2. Watched the Masters. I love to watch golf on tv. I have no idea why. I think the voices of the commentators really soothes me.
3. Talked to my mom on the phone!
4. Dishes, clean up the house, buy a couple things from cvs…
5. Went for coffee with my husband – fun!
6. Won $3 from my husband playing poker (with 5 cents as the basic amount…)
7. Volunteered to write an article or two for the fingerless glove newsletter
8. Checked when the bills are due – made sure I’m on top of everything
9. Cooked spagetti dinner. yum. I think I’m living on pasta. I wish I was living on something more exciting like ice cream or fruits.
10. Slept late.
Hopefully tomorrow will be more productive and I’ll make a plan on how to get where I want to be, and then take the first step or two.
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April 9, 2008 at 12:36 am (Uncategorized)
I have the sorest throat ever (most sore throat?) but guess what? I’m in a good mood! This is very rare, as usually when I don’t feel well physically I get all upset mentally and rage – ‘why did this happen to me???’. yup, even when I get a cold. But today I am completely upbeat. I’m feeling confident, making plans, ready to take on the world. I think this is partially due to the fact that people have been very kind to me the past few days. Ravelry people, people I bump into in real life, and of course my family. I’m just drowning in good advice.
My knitting is not going so well. The black yarn for the macho socks I’m knitting for my husband had a giant knot. Right in the middle of the instep. So I cut it out and continued. Then SOMEHOW the end disappeared and the stiches started to unravel rows back and now it’s a category 5 hurricane of a disaster. I’m not very good at fixing knitting mistakes yet, but I’ve tackled a few bad ones with successful results. I had to put this one aside and hopefully I’ll be feeling like spiderman soon and fix it up so I can continue!
I’m dying to start a new project, but I need to either buy new yarn or figure out a pattern I want to do that uses yarn I have. I want to buy some new yarn and start the tanktop for my sister (and maybe one for me too!) but there are some problems. First, I can’t even stand to go to the lys closest to my house. It’s nice, but small, dark and crowded, and I become SO claustophobic that I have to leave right away, and the owners always glare at me, but seriously, I feel like I’m about to pass out every time I go in there and even the glory of the yarn can’t keep me there. SO, I’m thinking of ordering some yarn online, which I have never done, but I can’t decide on which one…. especially without feeling it. I might try going to some other knitting stores, maybe I can stay long enough to pick out something, but even the bigger yarn stores have been driving me crazy lately. Who knows what will happen tomorrow?
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April 3, 2008 at 6:00 pm (Uncategorized)
Tags: Marriage, Starting Over
My life is basically a disaster right now. In every area, in every way. What I really need is to start over. I need to figure out what I want to do / what I need to make me healthy and happy / and how to start living again. I’m like a shadow of my former self, and I hate it.
The problem is: I can’t figure out how to start over while married. I can’t just pack everything up and move to start fresh in a new place. I can’t ‘visit’ my parents for a month or two to save some money, remember who I am, and then venture forth into the world refreshed. I’m feeling tied down and without options. I don’t want to NOT be married. I love my husband and want to be with him. But somehow I’ve gotten lost.
Here’s the plan:
1. Get a job.
2. Hang out with my friends more often.
3. Join some new groups, go to the knitting groups more often, meet some new people.
4. Make a plan to move in September. Make sure we can afford it.
5. Exercise.
I’m not sure if this will actually help.
Lately I feel like packing a change of clothes and leaving.
I feel like a traitor to my feminist / Smith roots.
I feel like a traitor to myself.
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