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 🙏🏼
We took the train into town for passport photos for the girl and Faraway Tree books, then onto the library….
While the girl pottered around looking at books completely unsupervised (because I’m that sort of mum – she chooses her own books) I looked through the handful of knitting books I’d picked up on the way through to the kids section.
Looks like I’m going to have to up my game with the Halloween decorations I came up with last year! I laughed much too loudly when I noticed that the ‘how to’ drawings were hands from zombies and wearwolves! 😂😂 Such a clever book. I didn’t get it out. I came over all sensible and chose the cable knit books instead. I’m getting it out next time!
Anyway now I’m home, we cut the trip short as it was snowing and I didn’t want us to be stranded. There are some really lovely designs I’d like to try in the books. Seriously thoughtI do not get the cable charts…….not in the slightest! I can cable, it’s just that I worked out how to do it on my own. I don’t know how to write a chart for what I do. So, I’m going to pick a simple one, one that looks like what I know how to do, and work through it. I’m sure there’ll be a YouTube tutorial to help? Not tonight though. I’m feeling really ropey, sore throat, fuzzy head and my mantra is ‘gentleness in all things’. Time for some super simple knitting with my feet up before an early night.
No really, I’m just some kinda wild child. Somebody hold me back …. yeah!!!!
Because only the coolest, badass party animals take blondies, knitting and decaf tea bags to a party….oh and did I mention, we sorted buttons into colour tones. I was dressed like some one out of Dexy’s Mindnight Runners and believed (while stone cold sober) my host when she said she’d been out with Ant from Ant n Dec- I had a BRILLIANT time!!!!! THANK YOU!
It reminds me of the parties I’d have back in Cornwall when, come a certain hour people would start sorting the bottles and stuff into the recycling and start washing the dishes…..
This time of year is a time for reflection for many of us, a time for stopping and taking stock. We had a wonderful family celebration in our woods. It was magical and a complete contrast to the run up to Christmas where both my husband and I had been working at such a hectic pace. It’s the nature of our work so the quiet of Christmas is most welcome.
I have such plans for 2018; so many it feels like sometimes my head is spinning. There is so much I want to do and achieve it would be easy to get lost. So it’s a time for planning, reflecting on what is REALLY important, what resonates. To go with the heart. I have never been terribly good at doing things that don’t resonate, and the times I have I’ve just become terribly unhappy and ill.
So before I start, before we step through the door to 2018, I have stopped. I have become my own still point, listening to what calls me, draws me the most and for me it’s important to always be learning.
Top of my list is deepening my Yoga and Qi Gong practice. Somewhere on the list is the rapid induction / street hypnosis course. And of course most important of all, my wonderful family. Which brings this to a close, it’s nearly 6, my husband has built a fire outside, I’m waiting for the chips to par-boil, and we’ve got friends coming over for New Year Celebrations.
So let’s take the learnings from 2017 into 2018 and have a wonderful 2018
So this is the second day of frankfurter sausage casserole with dumplings and very tasty it is too. I’ve been busy all day but it feels like I haven’t achieved much. My husband and I are both super busy at this time of year as many people are.
I’ve fallen behind on so many home jobs, not gotten very far with my things to do list and in 20 minutes I’ll be waiting at the school gates. I’m feeling like I’m going backwards and I’ve misplaced my special green hat to top it all! Feeling a bit sorry for myself. 😒
I have managed to make space to hide the boxes and parcels that are mounting up resulting in several bags to go to the charity shop. Done some shopping so A has a packed lunch tomorrow and celebrated the season with the ladies and gent who come to my Pilates class. So actually quite a bit accomplished. Maybe my list is just unrealistic!
When we are spinning lots of plates sometimes some will drop. Sometimes I focus too much on the dropping rather than the ones that are still spinning. Sometimes I don’t have to spin so many plates in the first place.
I wanted to work on puppets today… but I didn’t sleep. Well that’s not true, I slept with my little girl which amounts to the same thing really. And that’s on the back of several really rubbish nights sleep. Anyway, I felt pretty rough… so after teaching Pilates this morning I took a nap and I felt a bit better but not for long. It’s frustrating.
Time was I would have ploughed on regardless. Thinking maybe I have some sort of magic energy pot. I don’t. No one does. There’s only so much gas in the can and I’ve got three classes to teach tonight. So a day of fairly easy admin. Trying to decide on colours (ok not so easy). Working out how many 10mm needles I’ll need etc. So no puppets today.
The world won’t notice if the puppets aren’t started today but I will and it will cost me in energy and imbalance. And chances are I’ll make a right cods of it and burn myself no end with the hot glue etc etc. Today is about being gentle with myself. After all, I was a friend of mine and I came over all tired, I wouldn’t start cracking the whip yelling ‘come on get some work done’. I’d make coffee and hunt round for some cake. I’m kind like that. Be kind to everyone, but most of all yourself.