Today, I have edited 173 pages of dull-as-dishwater transcript, cleaned my kitchen and practiced the wretched realtime on my steno machine.
I have not, however, knit so much as a single stitch.
This knit blogging thing is going to be harder than I thought. I can type awfully fast, even on a qwerty keyboard. I can babble with the best of them. It ought to just be a matter of putting fingers to keys and letting her rip.
But that only seems to work if you've got content.
In the last few days, I've managed a few rows of Tubey, and that is it.
Actually, though, that may be one of the perks of this monogamous knitting. I'm supposed to be knitting Tubey, but my thoughts are with that lace shawl... Frankly, I can't be arsed. I might as well clean the kitchen.
See how that works? Perhaps the answer to obsession is to go deeper into your obsession. Not just I must knit, but I must knit one thing only until it is completed. Eh? Eh?
Except that I'm taking a sock to bed with me tonight so I can get at least a little loop action before I sleep!
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