Dexy Day came and went without too much trauma this week, but we still have the crash to come tonight and tomorrow.
One day at a time.
Meantime... I have been thinking about what I value.
My resolution to “do things for keeps” this year hasn’t come to much so far. I have been hesitant to start a long-term project, preferring to fritter my time away on quick projects, for instant gratification. But I know in my heart of hearts that these sugary treats will not have long-lasting value. I really really want some sense of creating permanence. Home-comforts, if you like.
Until Wednesday evening, we hadn’t had hot water coming out of our taps since early December.
We haven’t had proper seasoned logs for weeks.
The cold has been a physical ache in my bones. I cannot imagine what FL is feeling like, but he will never admit it, since the organisation of utilities (water, fuel and the tradesmen who provide them) is a task he guards jealously.
Having hot water again feels like the height of luxury, but I can't actually stand with my hands under the tap until the boiler runs dry in the evening. So now is as good a time as any to start work on a blanket or a quilt. If only so that I can cuddle up underneath it with my book after FL has gone to bed with his hot water bottle!
How much better to spend my crafting time on something that will make a real difference to my quality of life, instead of a flimsy frippery of a garment that I cannot imagine having the courage to wear in this climate?
|Picture copied from Stephen West's Ravelry pages|
That's me sorted for the next few knitting weeks / months / hopefully not years!
P.S. If anyone has any unwanted Rowan Scottish Aran Tweed or Rowan Harris Tweed Aran, please get in touch - I will pay a fair price for your odd balls!