Mind-a-Whirl
I can tell that I have had one too many cups of green tea this morning, and I am buzzing around in my brain at a zillion miles an hour. I tend to lean towards a fairly introspective approach to the world, maybe even to a fault. But at this point in my life I have realized that there are some fundamental things about myself that I need to figure out so I can move forward towards something. And so I can feel like a whole person. So I can feel at home in my own skin.
I have this image of a tortoise all retracted in its shell, examining what’s going on at “home.” Eventually I will need to poke my head out and set my feet back down on the ground and get moving again, but I refuse to be hasty right now. I need to cultivate a bit of a tortoise pace, it would seem.
For the past couple of days I have felt like there is something that I want to say, but I’ve been struggling to find a way to write down my thoughts. Struggling, especially, to be still long enough to let them find their way out. Stillness is not a natural state for me. Perhaps that is the appeal of knitting. Knitting gives me a structure for stillness that is both practical and creative.
Tonight I once again have the delicious privilege of the entire house to myself for a whole evening. My evening will start with the 4 mile bike ride home from work. Then there is some picking up that needs to get done and some dinner to be eaten (yummy tofu and spinach curry made by Mr. Knittiot who is not only a TechnoGod, but a Culinary Master as well), but also, some quality pen and paper time is in order.
A couple things of note.
I got Knitting on the Road from my library, finally.Everything you have heard about Nancy Bush is true. I’m this close to putting Rogue aside and casting on for some socks. The patterns are wonderful, the end result beautiful, and every project is like a mini history lesson. I want to go to Stitches just so I can take Knitting Estonian Lace with her. And also because it would be a good excuse to hang out with Franklin who is just plain cool. In case you all haven’t noticed, I’ve had Franklin’s blog, Panopticon, as my “Blog of Note” for some time now. It isn’t that I haven’t thought about putting something new up there, it’s just that I’m waiting to find anything even half as interesting and well written. Still, Stitches is a significant financial expenditure, and I’m really trying to save up for Rhinebeck…
Also, I decided to toss Deadwood into our Netflix Queue after hearing much raving about it from fairly reliable sources. I give it hearty approval, mostly because I think Calamity Jane is the best thing since afternoon tea. I am nearing obsessed at this point. My only complaint — money grubbing bastards only put two episdoes on each disc!! What the hell? I suspect this is done just for the rental market. As we discovered with West Wing, buying the seasons you get 8 episodes per disc, but renting them, only 4. I supposed Block Buster must have complained that they weren’t making enough money on television DVD rentals, so they release special discs for the rental outfits. If anyone has purchased Deadwood, I would be curious to know how many episodes there are on each disc.
I’m about halfway through The Unconsoled, and I just noticed that my library says the new Ishiguro is “In Transit” to me. So, it would seem that this weekend is going to be a marathon of reading, knitting and writing — with a little bit of yard work on the side. How wonderful it feels to be me at this moment…
April 22nd, 2005 at 1:42 pm
Okay, I’m blushing deep red, and I thank you, but mostly I’m excited. You’re maybe coming to Stitches? How cool! I had no idea.
Since it’s my first time I’m not sure what I’ll do. With my budget, probably a class or two and lots of yarn admiration (but not much purchasing). Fun to think I might get to meet you, too.
And I’m still blushing.
April 22nd, 2005 at 2:23 pm
Thanks for directing me to Franklin’s site (I’ve been reading him for a little while now). Go ahead and blush, Franklin, but you really are worth reading…
Now that I’m in Canada, I’m even further from getting to a Stitches. And thanks to the uncertainty around this “home,” I’m not going anywhere until the smoke clears. Please hug a sheep for me
Lucky you, to knit, read, breathe, and clear out the old leaves. And eat good food made just for you. That ought to at least take the sting out of dealing with TOM all week. (I’m still reading that post in total, disgusted amazement…). Have a relaxing, nourishing weekend. And good writing to you!