Tonight is about knowing my limits and respecting them. I’m really enjoying knitting the glorious tank in Erika Knight’s Artisan, I just want to keep going and going with it. Trouble is I’ve got to a bit where I need to work out EXACTLY what needs to happen.
It’s been a lovely but long day that started with me dropping off the little one early at a friends house so I could teach spin. A wonderful day with my friend followed out and about with the little ones. Now it’s late, I’ve got to learn some choreography for some other classes I teach and my brain is just fried.
Now is NOT the time to be working on the pattern, especially with my imaginative grasp of maths. Now is not the time for multitasking or trying to get MORE done. Now is to consolidate what I know and leave what I don’t know until tomorrow.
For years I’ve tried to fight this, tried to squeeze more out of the pint pot. On the surface it seems like it can be done. We get lots done, we meet deadlines, achieve, achieve, achieve. Long term we are just stealing from ourselves.
I’ve spent more years than I care to remember being chronically tired; why? I was robbing myself of sleep, by staying up too late, being so wired when I finally turned in my sleep was long jn coming and patchy. Why? Because I felt this level of activity, of getting stuff done could somehow validate me. Prove something; I never actually got as far as thinking what exactly I was proving.
So, I’ll be going to bed in a bit, snuggling up under my glorious weighted blanket (wonderful birthday present from my husband) my sleep is so much better! And I’m working on letting things wait. Not rushing to get things done while missing out on the enjoyment of doing. Knitting has taught me that and I am so very grateful 🙏🏼
This place gives me peace and the space to think. We are so lucky. Today I started writing the introduction to my knitting book. I feel like I’ve been treading water for most of the year and unable to write anything but today I felt a shift. A
I think spending a bit of time getting the Makery sorted has helped a great deal. The more observant among you might notice that’s it’s a big ole van that’s been converted. My husband is so supportive and he put the fire in and laid the floor and so on. He is a wonderful man.
Apparently it’s 100 days until Christmas – I’ve been reminded by several emails all promoting a wide array of bargains.I think I supposed to be panicked into starting shopping or something! 100 days is actually quite a long time.
About 4 years ago I took a challenge of posting a picture for 100 happy days. Sometimes it was easy and obvious while others I really had to work hard at finding something positive. It taught me a lot.
So it’s 100 days until Christmas; I’m going to enjoy each one, after all, I enjoy the build up as much, maybe more. There’s the knitting for a start. Yes, I’ll be knitting gifts for friends and family; some have put in requests which makes things easy. Then there’s the cooking, I love making mince pies and my husband and I both like making the cake so let’s see who gets it together this year; last year neither of us did!😂😂. Then there’s letters to Father Christmas, knitting more stuff for the stall as I have a few markets coming up. But first we have several family birthdays Halloween, Bonfire night and a whole host of other stuff. And ticking along the whole time is the daily stuff, housework, shopping, homework, Netflix binges.
Let’s fill those 100 days with love and meaning. Let our best gifts to those we love be ourselves. Let whatever we can do be enough. To come from a place a love and integrity is all we can of ourselves and each other. Let the better days fill our cup so we can weather the harder ones when we have to look for the chunk of sunlight.
I’m 46 today. No shame there. Many people aren’t that lucky, and luckier still I get to enjoy it with my wonderful husband. I taught Pilates first thing and the kind and ever thoughtful ladies (and gent) remembered and signed a card and gave me a lovely rose plant 🌹. I’ll be teaching classes later on today but I’m good with that. It doesn’t feel like work, none of what I do does; how good is that!
So here I am working on my Imp Hat (for kids) ; I initially did it top down and now seeing how it works bottom up. Then we’re going out for lunch before picking up our kind and funny daughter. Today feels like the best day ever!!!
I’m having a wonderful time with our little girl camping. It’s a fantastic site, right by a river in the woods… fires allowed and a toilet and shower block, what more do you need?
Last night after setting up camp we went for a riverside walk in the wood. We ate the sweetest blackberries (which we had with our breakfast) and then we saw real live, flapping around our heads bats 🦇😁.
Today little one has made friends and is running around have a ball and I’m taking in the view while I work up the ‘Flame’ scarf in a different yarn, seeing how the pattern works and how much yarn it takes. I love this bit of the design process, it’s always more interesting that the first time around, sometimes making little adjustments, sometimes frogging because it just doesn’t work for some reason 🐸.
Life is good.
This weekend has been hectic. The girl has a better social life than me, mind you that’s not difficult.
Towards the end of the day she was playing outside with a friend. They’re still too young to be playing out near the road on their own and it was cold so I climbed into my trusty (not rusty) van and watched.
I’m working on some gorgeous soft storage pots in a super chunky merino / acrylic mix. It’s a great yarn, basically you’re knitting an i-cord and it’s really robust.
It was lovely to be knitting the Freyja pattern again. It’s got a wonderful rhythm to it. Also I can knit without looking, well for most of the time anyway. So I watched as they gathered up all sorts of stuff from the house, dumping it on the grass verge in some elaborate game. It was fascinating to watch but I didn’t want them to feel watched. Wouldn’t have happened if I’d been scrolling through my phone at the time….
Don’t get me wrong, I love swimming. I find it meditative. But that’s when I’m doing lengths on my own. It’s just me and the water and my mind quietens. Swimming with the girl is entirely different and not at all meditative.
Ok the joy of watching the girl grow in confidence in the water in wonderful, and the socialising with the other mums is great. But some days I just don’t want have to get wet to do it.
Why? Oh you know… There’s the trying to get changed before the girl flings open the door to the communal changing room, then there’s the getting cold and have I mentioned getting cold oh and staying cold for hours. So while I don’t hate it, some days I don’t relish it. Today was one of those days!
Today the Gods were with me … she went swimming with another parent. 🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼. I very gratefully watched her from the comfort of the cafe, in the warm. I drank coffee, I started knitting a tension square, I could be proud and warm at the same time.
I still don’t know what to do with the yarn. It’s ‘too nice’ you know that feeling? Like the dinner service you keep for best. But at least now I know how many stitches and rows it’ll take to knit whatever it is. It feels summery some how. So I’ll wait I guess until the whatever it is comes to me. Ommmm 🙏🏼❤️
Today is our 7th wedding anniversary. I know – Friday the 13th – but lucky for us! Anyway seven years is represented by copper and wool…. WOOL!!!! How fortuitous!
So here is my offering to my lovely husband. A Viking style copper bangle and I knitted a little cabled pouch to put it in. Happy day to us!!
Today is International Happiness Day. There’s a whole website about it with some really interesting stuff, click on the link above.
Happiness is a funny thing, it’s not a thing to be possessed, nor a destination. It’s a state of mind. All the while we chase it, we miss it. For most of us going though the ordinary ups and downs of life we have the opportunity to be happy; whether we chose to take up the opportunity is up to us.
So what did I choose to do on International Happiness Day? I finally got round to doing a stocktake. Boy I have knitted a barrel load of stuff! Also, I sorted out my yarn. I even sorted out a bag of ‘never going to use this!’ yarn ready for a yarn swap. In between that I did the washing because it was only a stoke of luck that the girl had any uniform this morning. My husband was getting his van fixed and made the best coffee ever when he got home.
All very mundane, not glamorous in the slightest but I’m happy. I have a wonderful family, I knit lovely things and hopefully get others knitting too. All that and much more. Plenty of reasons to be cheerful, and for that I am grateful .
It’s Mother’s Day. The shelves have been full of weird cuddly toys and sloganed tat for weeks now. I’ve said it before, no mother wants that, of course they’ll appreciate the thought, especially if the little angel has chosen it themselves (one time my little one bought me a paw patrol figure and vehicle – don’t ask me which one – I have no idea). I feel so lucky, the school helped the little one make a lovely card and she went to the trouble of hiding it until today. ❤️❤️❤️❤️
I love working in greens, it’s my favourite colour… the colour of the heart chakra, it resonates with me. And look – not only some glorious tulips but some sumptuous yarn to play with. I’ve already started a boho hat in the light green. Mine. Not for sale. I might even get some leg warmer mojo on the go. Also not for sale.
Anyway, best crack on … stitches to knit, work to admire!