I'm taking a moment to write while Stormageddon naps and Little Man is occupied on his iPad (well, Husband's iPad, really).......I feel like I have confessions that we should discuss.
Some of you may remember this past Sunday..........I mentioned that at least one of my projects had been on the needles for over two years (my Dragon's Egg Socks, for those of you keeping track at home). I also lamented that this was unacceptable and I vowed to change it.
So, the other night, I pulled out my Dragon's Egg Socks and worked a whole four rounds.....and called it quits.
On Sunday afternoon, I pulled out my Fire Socks and worked a whole five rounds.....and called it quits (actually, I wound up taking a 2.5 hour nap because I was exhausted!).
In the grand scheme of things, progress is progress and even though that's a total of nine rounds on two different socks, it's still nine rounds of forward progress (let's not talk about negative progress - I'm still not over the Petty Harbour negative progress/time out ordeal, even though those socks are finished, washed, blocked/dried, and hanging out).
That brings us to today, which is Tuesday. I have to keep reminding myself that it's Tuesday and not Monday because Monday was a holiday and Monday screwed up my week a lot. It's Tuesday. Tuesday Tuesday Tuesday. Today, while Stormageddon naps and Little Man is otherwise occupied, I took some time for knitting (after Ravelry, of course). But instead of working on those languishing WIPs, I went and started a new project.
I am so ashamed of myself. Maybe WIPs will come later. Or not. Or both will happen. Or not. Or yes. Or........I am so ashamed of myself.