the Village Knittiot

So, in case you didn’t notice, I hate my job. I don’t hate everything about it. And I don’t hate it as much as I hated my last job. But it is definitely not what I was meant to be doing with my life. I need to do something about this, but lately when I try to figure out what the next step is, I am immediately overwhelmed by a plethora of options. But I think I might finally be on to something…

At various points in my life I have considered becoming a teacher. When I was in college, during my junior and senior years, all my fellow English majors abandoned me for English Education. Apparantly they wanted to do something with their degrees when they got out. (What did they mean by do something, anyway?) I was stubborn. I ended up the only one in my class to graduate with a “pure” English degree.

My plans were to go directly on to grad school, which I did for one term. Grad school was expensive and the program wasn’t what I wanted, so I quit. I got the best job I could. It was in Marketing and I was miserable. I sometimes wished that I had joined my friends in the mass exodus toward English Education.

Now, I’m in accounting. I’m still miserable. And I know without a doubt, that I am not meant for the corporate life.

So, while I focus on my writing, something needs to change about the way I pay my bills. My thoughts have once again turned towards education. And on Monday, I have an appointment with the director of the education program at a local University. Folks, you are witnessing the beginnings of a liberation. I can already see it written out in it’s stark white perfect cursive — gleaming chalk on freshly cleaned blackboards — Ms. Knittiot.

Rogue Update: I am now well on my way into sleeve #2 — a little more than halfway, actually — andI have to tell you, I am so ready to be done with this sweater! Socks await me. Sweater designs that have been swimming in my head for the better part of a month, now, await me. There are spinning and dying projects that I want to be working on. There is a whole world of yarn out there. I am ready to be done with Rogue and it’s Lavendar Cliffs. I’m so close to being done that I feel sure I should just push on with those last 60 or so rows of sleeve number two. But maybe I need a break?

So…it’s possible that I’m crazy, but I just found out that a friend of mine is turning thirty in a few days. So I am casting on for Branching Out in some of my own handspun, and we’ll see how far I get in the next couple of days. Like I said, this could be insanity at it’s finest, but you never know. I mean, it’s not like I decided to design my own lace scarf or anything — hey, now there’s a thought…

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