I’m setting myself a goal. So often I’ve said “Yeah, I need to blog more, I need to write more” and yet, somehow it never happens. Today I’m setting a goal – nay, a challenge – for myself, 15 minutes every day.
Fifteen minutes feels like a long time, but I imagine I’m up for it.
I’m waffling about what I should get as a reward.
So, an update. All the things going on…
Knitting wise, as usual I have a lot on my needles. Two shawls – one lace weight and triangular, the other sport weight and circular. Both are proving to be a lot of fun and a bit of a challenge. My favorite!
I’ve also got a small piece using motifs from the Mafalda tomb cushions from Spain, seems too small to do anything useful with, so I’ll probably stuff it and call it a sachet.
I’m also, finally, casting on the sweater I’ve been planning for ages – top down yoke style with the motifs from Nora Gaugin’s Serpentine coat. I’m doing it in black with a hot pinkish-purple for the color work. I’m also taking the challenge of knitting in the proper shaping to make sure it doesn’t look like a tent on me.
Reenactment, well, there’s the Mafalda sachet mentioned above, I’m not working on anything else other than ending the term of my leadership on a good note. I’m both looking forward to it and feeling sad that it’s almost over. It’s been a good run, two years, and the populace has been generally really awesome – we’ve had no real issues within the kingdom. The officers who have served with us have been great to work with, I don’t think we could have done it without them. The candidates who have thrown their hats in for next year genuinely care about the club, or at least seem to, so I can feel good about retiring.
Of course, I have several outfits ticking around in my head, all the pretty clothes I’d like to make, so little time to make them in. At least now I don’t have to worry about court clothes quite so much, I’ve got that covered.
I’m completely sidelined on what little exercise I was doing. The shoulder I hurt a zillion years ago has decided it’s done playing now, so I’m starting physical therapy tomorrow to try and get it back into shape. I’ve been informed I need to not do any exercising – not even walking! – until I get cleared by my physical therapist. I’m surprised at how much I miss it! Watching the scale creep up – slowly, thank goodness – isn’t helping in the least.