By The Wayside

I seem to have forgotten my knitting this past couple of weeks. I've been so busy trying to keep the house tidy and keeping the kittens alive, who are now 3 weeks old as of today that I my knitting duties have fallen by the wayside.

I have tonnes of patterns and free websites bookmarked on my browser so I suppose I should just get on with it. I have wool and needles, not necessary the size I need but I have enough to keep me going so I should just get going right? What's been putting me off? Knitting should be the perfect excuse for me to sit around on my butt all day and click click away but I don't so what do I do instead... I actually have no idea - brain is mushed as you know.

My mum is busy knitting away for me, which is incredibly insane since she has fibromyalgia (apparently spelt right) so her body tells her when she has done too much, which is probably a quarter of the way through the day and if my mum gets further than quarter of the way through the day then the next day she is paying for it by aching all over. My mum told me she was doing 8 lines at a time on our baby blanket. 8 lines. And that blanket is huge, delicate and beautiful. So I really have no excuse to get my butt going on the hooded cardigan pattern my mum sent me. I have a pile of gorgeous things my mum has made and so far I've made baby a cardigan, with no buttons... I really should get some buttons. Hat that needs its bow, booties and mitts to match.

By the way, the house isn't even tidy so this isn't an excuse I can even use anymore. I was trying to clean up using some good old FlyLady techniques - if you haven't heard of them look them up. But then I got ill and achy and had a knot in my back for DAYS! That no matter what I did I couldn't get rid of and for some reason I hate cleaning up whilst other people are in the house I don't know why. Maybe it annoys me that they're sat down chilling out whilst I am cleaning - I don't know. But the house is back to square one again... a mess. I need some kind of structure but it just keeps going out the window. Hopefully my sister, Emily, and her baby daughter are moving out tomorrow so I can do a major clean and feel all fresh and new for a day, because the day after I am guaranteed to feel like a mess.

Pregnancy insomnia apparently...

So that's when I can sit and do my knitting, as well as carry on with the challenge of looking after a 3 week old kitten who now needs to be fed every 3 hours. Yep every 3 hours. Even at night. it's a good job I don't really sleep isn't it? Feels good to get that out.