Groups and such.
There’s a knitting group that I really want to go to on Wednesday evenings in Paris, but somehow, I just never get around to it. Probably because I’m in the suburbs and it’s a pain in the butt to go out and back. Maybe the winter is a factor, too. It’s dark early, cold, rainy and sleety most of the time. Maybe I’m just a big lazy-ass in the evenings, and prefer the comfort of my home and husband. Maybe I am too nervous about meeting new people. Maybe all of the above.I have plenty of projects and would love to sit with other knitters to work on them as I used to in Austin. Saturday afternoons would rock. But nobody seems game for those here. Wednesday evening or Friday afternoon. Neither really work for me.
One of my vows for the New Year is to work on projects for me and/or for my husband. So many of my friends are having babies, and I’d love to send them something hand knit. Then again, almost all of these friends are avid knitters and sending them something is kind of coals to Newcastle.
I may hold off on knitting for others until next Fall. If then. Guess it makes me a big meanie, but I am realizing that I can’t keep giving so much energy to others all the time. I have nothing left for myself. Right now, as every year, I am juggling 5 different projects that will not be finished for Xmas. Besides my goal of knitting things for myself and my husband, I swear that next year I will not work on more than two projects at a time. Well, I’ll try. No promises.
