I’m attempting a pretty ambitious knitting project. Somewhat stupidly, this knitting project is for a baby that’s due in March. I think it’s mid-March, but this is a fifth baby so I’m working with March 1. More stupidly, despite ordering the yarn in October, I started knitting it in mid-January. And even then, to be honest, I wasn’t that serious. When I ran the math last week, I realized that the project was still doable, as long as I spend (please, laugh with me, not at me) two hours a day working on it. And no, my hands will not stand up for knitting two solid hours in one session.
On my side: despite being vast in scale and impressive looking, this is easy knitting. I turn on the Olympic coverage (the athletes did not pick Russia’s human or animal rights practices) and plug away.
Also on my side: Silas adores any plan that has me sitting on the sofa with him. This is how we’re spending a lot of time:
Now, excuse me, I’ve gotta go knit.