Twists of Fate

I gotta say, today, when I went to the bank and opened a couple of savings accounts and was trying to clear the gigantic backlog of mail from my work inbox, and putting around making coffee? I was SO relieved that the holidays were over. There were only a couple of days this year when I was skirting the giant black pit of depression that I’m prone to, and I’m very thankful for that.

Now, next year at this time, I hope I still feel that way. But instead of being so tired I mostly sleep my way through the season, I’ll be enjoying myself on a beach in Hawaii or something. :D

I have to be at work SUPER early tomorrow, so I probably won’t open the Mystery Box tonight. On the upside, it’s Friday and likely to be a fairly relaxed day.

Viva la Friday!

Oh! I’ve managed to continue to get my knitting done, but I might pull out the scarf I’m working on and start over. I’m not sure yet. The yarn is absolutely lovely, a blend of wool/silk/angora, and in shades of blue, an aqua tinge and light purple. I was using the Harlot’s one row pattern, because I can’t really keep anything else in my head right now, but I may do something that more closely resembles waves. Thoughts, anyone?

Have you ever ordered something that took a while to get to you? And when it did finally arrive, you sort of can’t remember exactly what it is that you ordered? I have this “problem”, and it’s sitting on my couch. I’m pretty sure I know what it is, but haven’t gotten around to opening the box yet.

And now it’s way too late in the evening to play with whatever is in the box, and so my curiosity goes unresolved for another few hours. I’d be vexed at myself for not remembering the box was there, but I’m way too tired to care much tonight.

In other news, I bought a Starmore book but haven’t cracked that one either.

Maybe I was a cat in a former life, and you know how curiosity ends there. :D

Tomorrow, Annie. Tomorrow.

I hate using the term resolution. It’s too harsh, too restrictive, too structured. I tend to rail against those kinds of things, given my upbringing, and I like to have options. So I like to use goals instead of resolutions.

I’m trying to make it a goal to knit at least a little bit, every day. Some of you may scoff at this. I mean, how hard can it be? A few little stitches, every day?

For me, it’s really furkin’ hard. I tend to get caught up in reading more than anything. I read at least a novel’s worth every day. My two days at this cabin I rented north of here? I read eight books. Actual hard copy, held in my hand, with pages and everything books. It was amazing luxury, and I enjoyed it.

However, that’s not going to help my knitting goals. So I’m going to try to do a little bit, every day. Some days it might be a single row. Like tonight - I went to knit on the scarf I started on the ferry ride out to that cabin, and remembered that I managed to add a stitch somewhere along the way. But I’m too tired to tink, and I really suck at picking up stitches when ripping even when I’m completely fresh, bright eyed and bushy tailed so. A single row.

But the yarn is lovely, the needles soothing, and it was good.

Now, if I can only keep it up, we’ll be set. Maybe I can watch my NCIS eps while I knit. Throw a handsome, mid-50s and graying gentleman in front of me and I will apparently watch your show. I’m lookin’ at you, RDA and Mark Harmon. Get this - I actually purred out loud at my screen during the two eps of JAG that intro’d NCIS.

I’d be embarrassed if he wasn’t so…yes.

Anyway, ya gotta have a goal. Do you have a goal? I never did want to be in the Ice Capades, but I am looking forward to knitting a bit every day.