Hmm … knitting. I have knitting rules, mostly because if I didn’t nothing would ever be finished. They are fluid, which lets me change them as I see fit, but I do need to follow them sort of. The biggest rule is that I can only have so many things on the go at once. Three is my normal limit, one big, one small, and one gift. I have my limit on my needles right now but I want to start more. Baby yoda, Lorna’s Laces, pimlico shrug, koigu, Fitted Knits, and, and, and… this is the chant in my head. Can I make it all? Now? I guess not, realistically I know that but I’d really like to. I have this feeling that knitting is like to many other vices, it starts out benign and small and turns into a vicious monster that eats at you. I love it. There’s no way I’m stopping. It would be nice however if I could think about something else on occasion, I’m not picky, anything that would let me know I’m sane.
In other less obsessive knitting news, I’m still knitting goldilocks. I’d hoped to get if done in time for my mother’s birthday. Not a real present since she bought the yarn but I thought it would be nice to send it along with the real thing. Then again she’s in Europe right now and won’ t need a present in time for her birthday anyway. And if I finish it today I can start something new. Yeah!