Last night was my monthly support group meeting for the Very Very Stressed (easiest explanation) and because I have to take a road test soon for my driver's license I decided to drive the 8 blocks and practise street parking and driving home again in the dark. I think it was when I realized - well before I left home, thankfully - I had forgotten how to turn on the headlights on my car that I started to get Very Very Stressed.
The driving went completely without incident except that I decided first to street park 3 blocks away, and then thought I could do better and went for 2 blocks away, and then kicked myself when there was a perfectly good spot 1 block away, but by then I was already late from hunting up the headlights so it was just as well I didn't go back to grab the closer spot.
Knitting saves lives: I was actually shaking when I slumped into my chair and pulled out the Blueys to knit a few stitches. The lady next to me asked about my knitting and I said it's calming and she said she's been knitting a scarf but doesn't know how to cast off so she can't finish it.
Naturally, I showed her immediately how to knit two stitches, then pick up the first one and pull it over the second - except I couldn't, because I'm knitting at such a tight gauge and the Bluey yarn, being less elastic than the average wool, wasn't having any.
Stress! and then I realized I can always Kitchener Stitch the toe. And then we discussed my giving a knitting workshop for the group in a future meeting.
Oh Blueys, I love you so. Now if I could just figure out a way to knit them at stop lights during my driving test, I would hardly be stressed at all.