pushing it
How typical.
After the wedding was over there I had some time on my hands, and since it had been a while since I had crocheted, I thought I'd give it a try again. This would be no big deal except that the reason I had to quit crocheting in the first place was not because I was busy building a house and getting married - it was because I over-did it (I guess 10ish afghans a year is a little much) and managed to injure my thumbs enough that there was a space of time when I was about 27 that I couldn't hold a water glass or type. For reals. Crocheting injury! Repetitive stress syndrome! You see, my problem is that I can't just crochet one row. It's like eating one chip. Can't be done. I always have to crochet like a maniac for as long as possible.
So after a three, almost 4 year break I figured I should be good to go again. Bring on the afghan! So I gave'er. And finished an afghan in 2 weeks. I think that may be a record, even for me. I guess it helps that I watched a lot of tv and wasn't very social. This was during my full-on hibernation, you see.
I was on a roll! And it is so fun! I love crocheting afghans. I love it so much that even before the first one was 100% done, I had dreamed up colours and a design for the next one.
I'm 11 rows into the next afghan and have to stop. For real. My thumbs are on their way to full on protest. They aren't liking typing very much right now, even.
So much for that plan. Gonna have to take a few weeks off and then implement a 2-rows-per-day policy, or something.
LAME SAUCE!
Sidebar/unrelated to the above: I think when I was posting my mundane musings about moving the other day something popped up on the screen about Hurricane Sandy and the aftermath and I thought to myself 'maybe I should be writing about things like that instead of things like moving' so I thought about it. The thing is, I don't know if I can write about things like that. It's too frustrating. Is the aftermath of this storm a huge inconvenience for those affected? YES. Some people lost their homes, loved ones, all of that. I get it. It's terrible.
But then again, it's not as terrible as other things. Civil war in Syria. Residents of Canada that don't have a school to attend or running water or a house to live in, and haven't for generations, now. Civil war in Somalia, or Sudan, or the LRA in Uganda or any of the other insane and shitty things people do to each other around the world.
The more I write and think about things like this the angrier I get which translates to a vicious apathy (if that even makes sense) because sometimes it seems like there is more wrong than right with the world.
In conclusion, I'll stick (mostly) with posts about crocheting and moving.
After the wedding was over there I had some time on my hands, and since it had been a while since I had crocheted, I thought I'd give it a try again. This would be no big deal except that the reason I had to quit crocheting in the first place was not because I was busy building a house and getting married - it was because I over-did it (I guess 10ish afghans a year is a little much) and managed to injure my thumbs enough that there was a space of time when I was about 27 that I couldn't hold a water glass or type. For reals. Crocheting injury! Repetitive stress syndrome! You see, my problem is that I can't just crochet one row. It's like eating one chip. Can't be done. I always have to crochet like a maniac for as long as possible.
So after a three, almost 4 year break I figured I should be good to go again. Bring on the afghan! So I gave'er. And finished an afghan in 2 weeks. I think that may be a record, even for me. I guess it helps that I watched a lot of tv and wasn't very social. This was during my full-on hibernation, you see.
I was on a roll! And it is so fun! I love crocheting afghans. I love it so much that even before the first one was 100% done, I had dreamed up colours and a design for the next one.
I'm 11 rows into the next afghan and have to stop. For real. My thumbs are on their way to full on protest. They aren't liking typing very much right now, even.
So much for that plan. Gonna have to take a few weeks off and then implement a 2-rows-per-day policy, or something.
LAME SAUCE!
Sidebar/unrelated to the above: I think when I was posting my mundane musings about moving the other day something popped up on the screen about Hurricane Sandy and the aftermath and I thought to myself 'maybe I should be writing about things like that instead of things like moving' so I thought about it. The thing is, I don't know if I can write about things like that. It's too frustrating. Is the aftermath of this storm a huge inconvenience for those affected? YES. Some people lost their homes, loved ones, all of that. I get it. It's terrible.
But then again, it's not as terrible as other things. Civil war in Syria. Residents of Canada that don't have a school to attend or running water or a house to live in, and haven't for generations, now. Civil war in Somalia, or Sudan, or the LRA in Uganda or any of the other insane and shitty things people do to each other around the world.
The more I write and think about things like this the angrier I get which translates to a vicious apathy (if that even makes sense) because sometimes it seems like there is more wrong than right with the world.
In conclusion, I'll stick (mostly) with posts about crocheting and moving.
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