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Heart to Post – How I Got To 61 In One Afternoon (An Insight Into My Thoughts)

 


Is this a quick peep into the future? Or is life merely playing tricks with my mind?

This I wonder as I sit outside, on a cloudy yet heavenly Summer day, picking up an old hobby in an attempt to create something new: knitting.

…19, 20, 21, 22…

I count the stitches in my head, all the way up to 61, to ensure I don’t make a mistake. Another mistake, I might add. The first five minutes of my knitting bonanza my mum had to come rush to my aid at least four times. Just goes to show what a knitting wonder I am.

Not.

…34, 35, 36, 37…

Tommy sits at my feet, is meowing for attention. The irony of me knitting away with a feline friend on my side does not escape me. Hence my question: is this what my future will look like? Me, desperately trying to not mess up my knitting while a cat lies at my feet, purring away my blues? Am I an old woman hidden in the body of a 32-year-old!?

Nah, impossible. I’ve already decided to become a crazy gerbil lady instead of a regular spinster. I think I’m good.

…54, 55, 56 – getting close now!

Wait, aren’t cats supposed to be obsessed with yarn? I make Tommy sniff my yarn ball and nothing happens. He just purrs and rubs his nose against it. Hmm… Maybe I should throw it away and he’ll go after it.

Nope. Better get up and fetch it myself, then.

 

This weekend’s forecast is mostly knitting with a chance of wineThe Art Of Knitting

 

…57, 58…

I’m never going to find my soulmate. Apart from all the ugly photos taken of me last Sunday (I’ve got such a weird face!), who’s ever going to accept my hobby? Knitting has got to be the least sexy thing on Earth, surely?

Ah well. At the rate I’m going, I’ll never get this scarf finished before mid-2025. At least.

Oh, nearly there!

…59, 60…

I suck at knitting. How come my mum can do this with whatever hand she chooses, two fingers up her nose and her eyes closed? Figuratively speaking, of course. And how is it that she’s so good at fixing my mistakes, while I have a hard time spotting them in the first place? I feel so blind… And stupid.

The only way I can knit something good, is by not making a single mistake. And for that, I have to keep counting. Which is just so…. monotonous. And boring.

…61!

Okay, pay attention here. You cannot let your thoughts stray, you need to do this stitch just right, as it’s literally forming the centrepiece of your scarf.

Wait! Have I just thought all this while counting?

Was I actually multitasking? I can think and count at the same time?

Maybe there’s hope for me yet, as a knitter. Who knows, perhaps one day I’ll manage to knit without counting!

But for now, that’s 61 more stitches to finish this row.

1, 2, 3, 4…

There is always more to us than we think there is ❀

 

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