Hey! It feels good to get the sweatshirt and the Booga J bag (and most of Suki Seuss) done. I wore the sweatshirt while I ran my errands today – no one would ever notice, no one would ever say, “Wow! What a gorgeous sweatshirt! Where’d you get it?” But in my head I’m telling them oh so casually, “Oh, it’s just a little something I knitted up.”
It isn’t even like I really AM the Finished Object Queen – I just had to get all my little projects done so that I would still be considered a knitter. I tend to ramble about everything else, and I forget to talk about the knitting I’ve done.
Can I just tell you what kind of a dork I am when I finish something? Last night I draped the sweatshirt over the back of my desk chair, where I could see it from the living room. I just liked seeing it as a piece of clothing, instead eight (EIGHT!) separate little pieces and some buttons. I just realized that even now it’s artfully draped over the arm of my couch. No one ever drops in. We don’t really live in that kind of society anymore, do we? But if someone did, I’d say, “Oh, let me move this silly little sweatshirt out of your way. Just finished it, you know.”
Sometimes, after I finish a tank or something small, I leave it folded on my desk for a couple of days. I just like that it folds. Period.
I was shopping for my sister’s birthday present yesterday and instead I bought myself the most stupid little tchotchke. It’s a pen made to look like a cigarette. The end pulls off to expose the ballpoint. How dumb is that? And how much do I love it? I adore that I can get out my old disused ashtrays (and I have some GOOD ones) and put the cig/pen in it. Ready for notes at a moment’s notice. (Hey, how are my quitting girls getting along? You know who you are.)
Grumpy that this is the start of my work week – I’ve been up since eight this morning (after being up and down since three a.m, when Adah decided to start crying for food), and will work until five tomorrow morning. No chance of a nap – way too many things I’ve put off. Little things like laundry. But happy that my LoTech is draped all yellow and buttery near my knee.