balls o yarn
Sometimes I would rather ball my yarn than anything else. Oh yes, I am a knitting pervert.
Sometimes I would rather ball my yarn than anything else. Oh yes, I am a knitting pervert.
What sort of knitted things should I make as christmas presents this year? Hats, scarves....underwear? (it's been done) I want to increase my skill and make things people will actually wear, so we shall see. Though I have seen patterns for a knitted uterus, I hardly thing anyone would appreciate it. I would be amused.
So I've noticed that when I have my mornings to putter around by myself, my days are infinitely better. I didn't notice it at all last year when all of my roommates slept until much later and I had mornings to myself everyday. Now I can savor the days I have when I can drink my cup of coffee, take my shower, and look at my oracle cards. I would go into my aahs and oms, but I think that might wake everybody up. It's too early in the year to become the suite outcast. It is rather disappointing that I can't properly ground myself in the morning like I want to, though.
This semester I have taken my New Year's resolution early. I will take more time to simply sit and twiddle my thumbs. And by twiddle thumbs I mean chill the hell out. I will climb mountains, I will not be obsessed with school work, I will think of what is healthy for my mental state, and above all things, I will take my time and attempt to live in the moment. Easier said than done, I might add, but still something worth doing. I have always thought, however, that anything you had to rush through was probably not worth doing. I've got lives ahead of me to rush in.
So...I have to catch bugs. For a grade. Though seemingly the ultimate assignment, as I get to "waste" all of my afternoons outside...I end up having to kill hundreds of beautiful insects. So of course I thank each of them individually for their sacrifice on my behalf...then I drop them in a jar of 80% ETOH.