Way way back before C19 had even been heard of, in that dead time between Christmas and New Year I re-organised some of my wool stash, and in particular I put most of my old DK wool (some of it inherited from my mother, who died in 2004) into a big plastic box and pushed it under the guest room bed, with the idea that I would 'do something with it, one day'.
Here it is
At the beginning of August I decided for some reason that 'one day' had come and that I would devote all my knitting time, bar the time I needed for my Mystery Blanket squares, to knitting up the wool from the box.
And I did. I knitted cardigans
and burial gowns
and lots and lots of hats ....
It was an interesting exercise and I'm glad I used up so much wool, but I did rather run out of steam towards the end. So I won't do it for a whole month again, or at least not for a while. I'm not averse to maybe a week once a month to get the box emptied - I mean how good would that be? Something to aim for. But not just yet.
When I was doing a lot of charity knitting, I got to the point where I would look at a ball of yarn and just not be able to face making *anything at all* with it. You’re right, you need to take breaks xx
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