That’s all I can do, and that’s all that it takes. I will be learning this lesson well into my next twelve lives, I suppose. Here’s my thought: all this knitting dissatisfaction, all these balls of yarn attached to little bits of random knitting, all these needles stuck in big blobs of knitting, are a sign. The sign says Settle Down. I have been careening again.

I have no pictures of knitting progress to share, because there hasn’t been any progress. Well, I do have the cuff of a Jaywalker sock, looking good so far in Koigu on 2.5mm needles. But no picture. I have one finished washcloth, which might end up being mine because all of a sudden I have an urge to knit with hemp, and I think hemp might make a spectacular washcloth. Linen would work, too. I have no hemp, and no linen either. Oh, dear, it looks like I’ll have to drive to the North Fork and see if the yarn shop has some (of course I could call and inquire, but that would be sensible, and I need a yarn shop fix anyway). If not, I’ll order it this afternoon.

See where this is going? All over the place, that’s where. And in the car, too.

I will declare right here that this is what I want to do:

• Finish V’s other sock (I’m almost to the heel flap). She deserves to have toasty toes while she’s feeding her chickens on cold winter mornings.
• Keep Jaywalking, because I want to get to the point where I can tell if this one will fit. If it doesn’t, I’ll make some more adjustments.
• Swatch some Manos for a revised Wildflower sweater. V-neck pullover, raglan or drop shoulder. Whichever. That yarn is beginning to bug me to do something with it, something besides the lumpy sweater I started in the spring.
• Start spinning some of the delicious fibers I purchased this year. Spinning gives me knitting ideas, anyway. I have no grand plans for any of it yet; it needs to be explored first. And wouldn’t it be lovely to explore it on a Real Rick Reeves wheel? Oh no, not that again! Save that wish for the New Year!
• Knit mindlessly. If I go with this washcloth idea, in hemp or not, I only need to make four of them. That’s just a few DVD’s worth of knitting, tops.

This is what I do not want to do:

• Fuss or fret over anything Knitting. I have enough Life and Work stuff to fuss and fret over.
• Attempt to do any Christmas knitting that is not as simple as a washcloth or a scarf. Even the scarf option is dangerous.

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I have some emails to write to some knitting friends who have been patient for too long, but I have a problem:

She’s as good an excuse as any, I suppose. Really, there’s no excuse. I’m typing now, aren’t I, even though I keep having to shove a rather large head out of my way? I would like those knitting friends to know that I love them, and that I’ll tell them so real soon.

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P.S. I just visited Margene’s blog and what do you think she has to say today?

“Use knitting time as a way of reconnecting with yourself and to find quiet,
contemplative time during this season of mania. Be good to you!”

All righty, then!