SpringPlum

I promised myself that I wouldn’t do it, but my husband asked very sweetly this morning.  And this is the first time that he’s ever asked me to knit anything for anybody.  But it looks like I will be making another one of them.  That’s right–They’re baaaaaack! They are becoming a Christmas tradition.  Next year, I may have to start varying the colors or knitting them for the homeless just for variety.  Or I could just be the crazy knitting lady who knits the same thing for people year after year.  The good news is that this means I get to go to The Woolie Ewe after work.  The chance that I will only walk away with the one skein of Cascade 220 that I need is slim to none.

Those that have been paying attention, know that I play video games.  Because I pay attention, I know that not all of my dear readers care about the n00b ‘lock and blue guy that I pwned last night.  For those who understood what I just said, try my new blog Lavender Blue.

How do I manage two time-consuming hobbies?  Manage? Hah!  Not a whole lot of managing goes on.  More like streaking.  The entirety of August, September, and October were dedicated to WoW, but for the three months before that, I only played Lost Odyssey and that only a tiny bit when my right hand started cramping from the project du jour.  November has started out with more balance.  Some mornings I come into work early feeling peaceful and relaxed–very zen.  The night before, I knitted.  Other mornings I arrive a little late, a lot frazzled, and with one eye twitching.  The night before, I gamed.  Gaming is exciting in a way that knitting isn’t and shouldn’t be.  That’s not to say that accidently pulling your needle out of a half-finished shawl isn’t exciting–however, that heart attack isn’t the goal.

My mojo took a vacation. Now, I have had missing mojo difficulties before in the past–usually when a particular project was kicking my butt. But switching projects for a bit would work miracles. This time was different–one day, I simply put the needles down and didn’t pick them up again for 3 months. World of Warcraft is partially to blame. It is indeed a huge time suck.

Still, there have been plenty of times when I could have knitted, but I just didn’t. I don’t know why. Perhaps one of the reasons is that I kept feeling more and more guilty as each day that I didn’t knit went by, and I started to feel like my projects resented me. Over the years, I have spent quite a bit of money on yarn, needles, and patterns (especially patterns) that I wasn’t knitting. And I hate wasting money. Of course, it’s not like the yarn would go bad if I didn’t use it right away, and patterns have no expiration date, so taking a couple of months off doesn’t waste any money. I also felt guilty about not going to SnB. Don’t know why. While I’d like to think that a few of the gals missed my sparkling wit, it’s not like they’ll track me down and key my car for missing a few (many) Sundays.

You know what? As soon as I decided to stop beating myself up over not knitting, I feel the mojo begin to flow again. Strange how that happens, no? This Sunday, instead of dragging my laptop over to Dave and Linnea’s to play WoW, I hauled out my knitting. I worked a few repeats of a very undemanding project–a cabled headband. Although I did have to find the pattern because I no longer memorized, I hadn’t forgotten how to knit. Today, in celebration of my miraculous mojo return, I bought the kit for Sheldon from KnitPicks.