Lesson learned.

I had decided that given the fact that I knit so much and have so few handknits to wear, it was high time I dedicated a huge chunk of knitting time to myself. But as usual the universe like to show me in extreme detail that I have enough to be getting on with and should not dedicate an entire MONTH of knitting to myself.

The universe takes extreme pleasure in illustrating this by lulling me into a deep warm sense of security and then WHAM, kicking me out faster than I can say "Month of ME".

See, for some reason I sometimes ignore my calendar. I just develop a blindness for time. I can see that the date changes but it doesn't register with me. Just last Saturday I was knitting away on one of the projects I had planned for me when suddenly it hit me that there is a HUGE knitting deadline that I was going to miss if I didn't get a move on.

About 3 weeks ago I had planned for this project and last Saturday (as I knit on my vest, which is alot bigger than this, this was taken a while back)

I made a mental note to cast on for this BIG project as soon as I cast off the vest, cause I only had 3 weeks to finish.

Did you catch that? I didn't have 3 weeks, at most I had (on Saturday) 5 days.

Not only that but there is a Carnival to help with, there is a child's play to be attended to, there was a field trip to chaperon and laundry, and cooking, and a project to help out with,and 400miles of knitting, and did I mention Superman is on vacation and that he slows me down, because I can't boss him around like I do the gurlies when I am stressed!

I've been running on 3-4 hours of sleep a night since Saturday, drinking coffee in amount considered obscene and praying that I can whack it all together by Friday, when hopefully the Universe will realise that I am deeply regretful of my greediness and will ease up to allow me a wee break. I swear I'll never do it again.

In the meantime, I must procure more coffee.

Have a great day!