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Kind of like life

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I picked up a knitting project last night that should have been off the needles ages ago, fully aware that I’m putting off finishing it up because I’ve so loved working on it. Don’t get me wrong; there have been times it was a slog and then it went into time out, to wait patiently until I was ready to come back to it. But last night, every stitch was a pleasure, albeit tinged with a bit of the bittersweet. I linger perhaps too long over what I love best.

Kind of like life.

I do dead simple knitting projects, with a bit of a challenge thrown in once in a great while, not because I don’t have the skills or can’t acquire them to do more difficult projects, but because I like things simple. Easy. I find beauty in simplicity, in the plain, squishy, hard-wearing, and homely ease of garter stitch. I like not having to think or over-think what I’m doing, that I can just pick it up and off I go, one simple beautiful stitch after another. I get cranky when things slow me down too much or get in the way.

Kind of like life.

But for all my love of simplicity and ease and not overthinking things, sometimes my life is way more complicated than I like. Things slow me down and get in the way and I get cranky. Complications arise from various quarters and I get cranky. I over-think things and I get cranky. I worry over stuff that ultimately doesn’t matter one little bit and I get cranky. I invest too much of myself in something or someone and the whole thing goes to heck in a handbasket and I get cranky.

That’s when I need a time out.

That’s when I need something that is simple, lovely and soothing and homely and easy. Uncomplicated.

Kind of like knitting.

Kind of like life.

About Kymm

I'm a reader and writer and knitter, a sister, daughter, and friend. This blog is my letter, of love and hate, frustration and joy, rants and praises, to a great big world. You can read it if you want to.

One response »

  1. I’m glad I’m not the only one who over thinks and worries about things that in the end don’t matter! I feel sorry for my dogs because I get cranky over nothing at all. I keep promising and trying to change.

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