Sometimes when I am at my most deranged I need to *do* something or my brain implodes.
It’s OK, you don’t need to back towards the exit.
It might be boredom, it could be nervous tension or adrenaline, it could be an urge to stick forks in my eyes to end the pain of hearing children scream at 9 point 9 on the richter scale for eight hours solid, whatever. I need to *do* something. And sometimes pacing up and down isn’t an option, you know?
Knitting is great for these days. It is methodical, rhythmic, take-along, soothing and I can zone out and fix my attention on remembering what part of the round I’m on. It centres me. It grounds and connects me. It soothes me.
On these days it can range from simply casting on, to knitting a few lines before I’m centred again.
But yesterday? I knit a whole hat.
A whole damn hat.
Without stopping.
Does that tell you something? Yes it does. It tells you I’m nuts. Either way I need valium.
Now if only I could harness this power for good instead of evil and knit a hat that *fit* someone other peanut head or Marge Simpson I might have a career on my hands. Even if I’m deranged with nervous tension.
Salams Q,
If it doesn’t fit anyone you could always used it as a tea cosy 😀
I was in a fidgety mood earlier – but too tired to actually do something about it 🙂
xx
Ooooh do I know the feeling luv.
There must be something in the air because I have been uncommonly ‘edgy’ the past few days..with no good reason neither.
I have knitting needles but they probably need to be stashed away for my own safety.
I feel like I am letting the side down, but..mmmmm, vaaalliiiiiuuuuuum!
Or failing that, a day without screaming and a good nights sleep xxxx