Since last we spoke, there was Thanksgiving, I wrote a novel, there was Christmas, we all had the stomach flu, there was New Year's, we all had colds, the little man had an ear infection, we got cable, my partner had emergency abdominal surgery, the Olympics started, there was Valentine's Day, and the little man turned two. The holidays were okay, the illnesses sucked, cable is awesome and all-consuming, and my partner can't pick up anything heavier than a gallon of milk for six weeks. Guess what's heavier than a gallon of milk?
So, I'm a little tired.
My main craft lately has been thrifting. I have decided that thrifting qualifies as a craft because it creates something from nothing, or it creates things that are cool from things that were in a dirty, smelly store. It does this in much the same way that knitting creates a scarf from a pile of yarn. Or really, it's not the same at all, but I do think I use the same part of my brain for it. You know, the part I should be using for remembering to pay the bills and where the commas go and to feed the kid.
I'm also working on a ripple blanket for myself. After finishing my partner's, I had serious blanket envy and I needed a background project and crappy yarn was on sale. So, it was almost like I HAD to do it. The universe wanted me to do it. And you gotta do what the universe says. Unless it says to clean the bathroom. You do not have to clean the bathroom.
In addition to my blanket, which is about 1/3 finished, I'm trying to get my act together to finish 100 baby gifts. 100 may be an exaggeration. It may be more like 16. But frankly, that is still a lot. And also frankly, I am sucking at it. There's just been far too much going on. And now that I'm the main parent all the time and the Olympics are on, it's just getting worse. The Olympics are bad news for crafting. Normally, I get a lot done while watching tv, but during the Olympics, I have to actually watch the screen and not my stitches. Sometimes I hold my crochet or embroidery in my lap, but mostly, I just hold my wine glass. I really doubt all these babies are getting handmade gifts from me. Especially since 3 of them are already heading toward 4 months old. At this rate, I'm going to have to make them all school clothes.
That's the long and the short of it. I'll try to post more often going forward. Of course, twice a quarter would be more often.