Dare I tempt fate and suggest the worst of the UK winter weather has come and gone? I do hope so. It was a shock to the system, coming from a sunny holiday and 30 degrees then coping with minus 7, and a broken boiler with little heating, brrr!
The silver lining meant staying home and knitting and sorting out stuff. Another WIP was fished out. The sewing up is the bit I dislike – and perhaps that’s why I have too many WIPs!
Taking a break from the woolly project I delightedly re-read my recent birthday ‘gift’ from two dear friends. I hinted at this on my last post. I’d been taken out for lunch and presented with a gift box.
Inside were 50 wonderful ideas on how to celebrate the next year. My friends had had a ball working these out for me! Some nice and girly and not challenging, some a little challenging, some a little scary!
Here are a couple to whet the appetite! I am truly going to enjoy this year!!!
Working towards the end of the first month of the year I am happy to report that I am still enthusiastic about my Enthusiasms for 2018 (aka Resolutions to some people).
Last week I rediscovered parts of a summer cotton top in my craft room. Thinking why I may have put it aside I am guessing reasons – got bored with it/was keen to start something new/change of season. I discounted ‘gone wrong’ as I still could work out where I was in the pattern, notes and needles were all there. I had the two fronts, two thirds of the back – so near, yet so far from completion! So it’s take a few knitting sessions and two turns at picking up stitches on the neck (167sts!). I love working with this cotton too, King Cole Cotton Soft DK. Still kicking myself for being a serial starter over the last few years!!!
Updating of 2018 Enthusiams: diet on track, wip counted as ‘sorting out craft stuff, slow progress on job/career/bucketlist, a little better on household finance decisions. Roll on February and more progress.
Further to some Mindfulness reading this week, I have been taking the time to appreciate the things and people around me. A little ‘therapy’ like this could do many people a lot of good. Have visited two friends this week, one not seen in several years. Both times we had quality time, put some of the world to rights, had a giggle and promised not to leave it so long until the next time. I had been missing a trip to the see the sea and one trip visited windy and raining Hastings – seeing the waves crashing and bashing onto the beach was pretty amazing, watching only briefly before diving into the pub for lunch! Photos just did not come out well – so nothing to share, so sorry! Pub – amazing food – oh my – The Crown, All Saints Street! http://www.thecrownhastings.co.uk/
I also made a point of telling someone very special how much I love them. Now that’s something we are often not so good at. Currently feeling warm and glowing, I’d recommend it.
I knit, I sew, I am a wife, mother, lover of France and French things, I like to cook, I also love to read and belong to a book club. My book club is not high brow. Is my book club unusual? I don’t think so. I meet friends once a month, we talk about a book or two, we talk about life as well. We take it in turns to choose the book. We usually avoid biographies and we definitely avoid science fiction.
Over the years we’ve delved into a large handful of titles, sometimes with a similar theme, sometimes not. We have loved some, hated some, been on the fence about some, wished we hadn’t read some, been embarrassed about some (!) We all agree sometimes the title/blurb isn’t one we would personally opt for but we all read each others choices. Well, we all try to read them, very occasionally someone is beaten, either because they are struggling with content or running out of reading time. (We are all human, no one gets beaten up for not finishing or enjoying a book!) I took offence at some of the words in Virginia Ironside’s article about book clubs. Thank goodness the world and it’s inhabitants aren’t all the same!
I go to two craft clubs. One is knit-only. One is for whatever craft you are enjoying at the moment. Nobody criticise’s each others work or enjoyment of it. Are crafters more complimentary to each other? As Ms Ironside says ‘you get something at the end of a knitting bee’. I get something at the end of a book club meeting – a good feeling inside that I spent some time with friends
Don’t criticise something somebody else does just because you don’t like it yourself. Respect other people.
What a shattering week it has been. A week of disappointments and frustrations. I am over tired, have been over-wrought and thank goodness the week is almost over itself! (It’s now Saturday afternoon. When do you say your week begins, Sundays or Mondays? For me it is Mondays. I digress…)
A frustrating week: buses were late, trains cancelled, colleagues absent, work extreme, teenager a ‘stroppy’ teenager. The weather turned cold and chilly, the skies were grey all day and to see photos on line of my hubby in the Dubai sunshine enjoying his holiday (oops, business trip!) added to the despair of the week. Disappointments briefly: work ethic not being appreciated, being a good mother, being a successful wife. There were a few bright lights, namely a morning spent with friends on Thursday and a satisfying parents evening giving praise to my teenager (no strops that evening from either of us, wahay!).
When I am a lone parent for a few days I revel in the chaos of my life and home. I rule the roost, I tidy when I want to (usually half an hour before anyone else comes over), I craft more and generally have a ‘break’ from week to week routine. This week it just has not worked out that way. The knitting did not take off – I kept running out of time to knit – my time management sucked. The sewing remained on the dining table space, left neglected and unloved.
So thank goodness for this morning! Look what I made – mine is the navy spotted one. Four friends met and sewed together. The lovely Carrie helped us make a padded coathanger (one friend popped in to say hi, sup a coffee and did not stay long, so did not sew). This has been a project on the back burner for months. Twice we had arranged to meet and make it but with all of us and our chaotic lives it wasn’t until today that it actually happened. Friends, sewing needles, fabric, girl heaven. Therapy in a couple of hours.