After suffering from knitting A.D.D., as mentioned in the previous post, I am now suffering from L.K.M. or as I like to call it, “Lost Knitting Motivation”.
I am ashamed to say that I haven’t picked up any of my projects during the last two or three days other than to move them. I personally blame the manual labour I’ve been doing at work this week. Something about physical labour just makes you want to read rather than knit. This is problem when you don’t realize you’re almost to the end of one book, finish it, then realize you are still waiting for the next book in the series to come in for you on hold at the library. I might have had a mini panic attack.
[If any one wants to know what series this panic attack was over, it was The Song of Fire and Ice series, more commonly known as The Game of Thrones series. It’s highly addicting. Exhausting to read but soooooo good. I don’t suggest it, however, for people who have a hard time keeping track of lots of characters – i.e. Kyleman who has restricted himself to just watching the t.v. show adaptation]
This lost motivation has made me somewhat sad and I have somewhat resigned myself to the fact that I may not get some of the intended Christmas presents done. This lost motivation has given me extraordinary rationalizing skills to overcome this sadness.
1. Kyle is being spoiled this Christmas anyways, so if his scarf doesn’t make it off the needles until Valentine’s Day, well, at least it’s done before the big move.
2. At least I pumped out one of Pop’s slippers.
3. Blankets take a while anyways and they were for me in the first place. I can wait for gloriousness.
4. My Beatnik pullover would make a really good drive to Calgary project. Actually this is the project that has made me the most sad during this L.K.M phase. I had bought the yarn on a bit a whim with the project in mind [I’ve been wanting to knit this pattern for years!] and went exuberantly at the back piece, oohing and aahing over the pumpkin-y colour and my new found love for Cascade 220 [this is my second sweater in about 6 months using it] and then I hit the armholes and BAM! “Ooooooh I should knit some mittens!!” I am pretty sure that is exactly what my brain said. Speaking of mittens….
5. My poor Totoro mitten who so far doesn’t have a mate. My poor mitten. I think it’s the dread of doing the long stranded passovers over the Totoro tummy that makes me hesitant. My goal is to have these done by my birthday.
Which is in 21 days.
Just in case any one wants to buy me a cupcake.
…I like cupcakes.