As I mean to go on

I'm not going to give myself any grief for not really knitting yesterday even though that is a pretty weird thing for me to (not) do.

I was tired in the morning which may explain why, after leaving my polite grace period as a car passenger, I forgot to reach for my knitting. When I noticed that, 30 minutes into the trip, there didn't seem to be much point in getting out the sock I didn't finish the other day specifically so I could have it for this drive, but when the driver opted to stop for coffee I opted to knit a few rounds while keeping the vehicle company.

That was it for knitting, all day.

Usually in the evening I collapse in front of the TV for some educational viewing and compulsive knitting, but I was invited to play board games instead and even though I usually knit through those as well I didn't even think of doing that. I just giggled a lot.

Later still I just wanted to go to bed or watch TV doing nothing, but I made myself get out some roving I've been drafting. I figured if I couldn't do anything else, I could pet wool, and it was a good call because Hello 'Relaxing'?

I'm not quite sure what to make of this because though I'm pretty sure I did go through one or two four hour periods in which I did not think or even care much about knitting over the last 18 months, it's never lasted a whole day. Probably I am just too tired from all the mayhem of the past two weeks, to say nothing of two months of panic knitting, to know what I am (not) doing.

But it occurs to me that there is just the slightest possibility that the whole concept of 'a peaceful 2011' sunk into my subconscious. Could it be that I will put knitting into perspective, and not have needles in my hands for a minimum of 15 minutes every waking hour?

H'mmmm.

I think I will take this probably accidental quiet approach and walk meditatively with it today (see, I was going to write 'run with it' there, did you guess?) I have a highly unusual five hours all to myself today and though I strongly suspect I will fill them with the mother of all naps, I have my spinning wheel and instructional video and a bag of undyed fiber sitting out by the couch. Can't get much more peaceful than spinning, right?