My name is Lisa, and I am a Before & After Scarf addict. Yes this is what it looks like, yet another Before & After Scarf (pattern, yarn & addendum from Churchmouse Yarn & Tea). The first (green) is done but not blocked, the second (pink) waits for beads & blocking, and this one, the third (natural) is in progress. For the first two, I found matching beads but for this one, I am planning to use blue/green beads). I have decided that this is what my female friends & family are getting for Christmas largely because I love this pattern and want to keep making them. There are two more applicable yarn cakes (eggplant & cream) at the bottom of my knitting basket and I know where I can get more (Churchmouse ships very quickly).
Just lately I have found myself in that all two familiar position of having committed to more than I can comfortably get done without feeling like I should be committed. The less familiar part, is that last week, rather than running myself into the ground, I took a realistic look at what I could do and what I could harmlessly disentangle myself from, and made a few calls. I didn't read my book group's book this month (no time & little inclination). I dropped out of a class at church (Plan though I might, I could not find the time to do the required reading). I even put aside the simple wrap pattern I was creating for our brandy new Prayer/Comfort Shawl group,
Instead, I choose an existing (free & simple) wrap pattern to get our straight needle knitters started (I can give the circular users my Simple Joys Shawl pattern). I read a book that my sister recommended (The Shack) and have been having fun discussing it with her via text. I got the requested blurb (re: our new prayer/comfort shawl group) for our church newsletter in. Although, not quite on time (Thank goodness for the patience and understanding of our admin). Last but not least, I have been working on my Brave Girls Art School projects at my own pace (I am two weeks behind but the class is structured in such a way that, that is not as big a disaster as it feels like).
These schedule adjustments have allowed me to, breath a little, provide moral support to a friend with skin cancer last week, and meet another friend for coffee this morning. I am feeling pretty good about that.