I don't know about you, but I could really use some peace in my life right now.
So . . . I joined Project Peace. Knitters. Knitting for Peace. Thinking Peaceful Thoughts. Sending our Peaceful JuJu out into the universe. (And creating a lovely, warm handknit in the process.)
Last night, I downloaded the pattern, settled on my yarn, and decided to wind it up. Maybe I'd even cast on, y'know? Let that Peace start flowing.
Let me tell you . . . I did not experience ANY Peace last night.
Because my lovely skein of yarn? It turned out to be one of Those Skeins as soon as I put it on my yarn swift. Knotted. Tangled. Two too many yarn ends. A MESS. I struggled on. Swearing a bit and maybe throwing my scissors. (No Peace.) I wrangled the thing onto the ball winder, but it was uncoorperative every step of the way. (Not even a Little Peace.) Then, of course . . . it was wound onto the ball winder so tightly that I coudn't get it off! (Forget all about Peace.)
I walked away. Then I came back. I took a deep breath.
And started winding the too-tight yarn from the ball winder into a ball . . . by hand.
I wound and I wound and I wound. Around and around and around. Once I relaxed - and stopped being so angry about the whole mess - I found the process to be (sort of) meditative. Not Quite Peace, but closer.
Definitely better. (But I decided to hold off on that cast on. Because I didn't want to push my luck casting on 318 stitches. Y'know?)
(And with that . . . NaBloPoMo is over for another year! Thanks for hanging around with me this month.)