If I haven't returned your call in the last two days, I apologize. I have had very important business that demanded my attention. This business could only be conducted on my ass, on the couch while knitting and watching entire seasons of "24" in one stretch. Immediately after I returned from Norway I had a series of concerts that prevented me from fully unwinding. First it was a quartet concert, then a tricky week at work, and then on Friday I performed Mozart's Symphonia Concertante with a local ensemble. None of these performances should have been all that stressful in and of themselves, but they did add up to a feeling of constant practice guilt. For the last two months I've been feeling like I'm one step behind my workload. Well, I limped to the finish line on Friday and celebrated by spending two straight days knitting and watching television. aka, best weekend ever. Sitting around doing nothing has been so soothing that I am considering granting myself a three day weekend.
My main knitting project has been experimenting with variations to the Spherey pattern. I've been knitting with tiny needles and skinny yarn, hoping to create the perfect mini-Spherey, to varying degrees of success. I am aware that many knitters are capable of performing fairly simple calculations that make re-sizing patterns very easy. Unfortunately, I suspect that these calculations require access to the same part of the brain that reads maps, and knows right from left. I was either born without this portion of my brain or I killed it in college with drugs and alcohol- either way, it is dead to me. As a result, I knit by trial and error.
Sometimes I line the Sphereys up, Von Trapp style.
I realize that over the last week my posts have been ultra whimsical. I can only ask for your patience during this time of complete mental shutdown.