The past few weeks at the office have been very chaotic and frustrating. I don't think it's a coincidence that I started blogging and picked up my knitting pace when pressure at work began to mount. My schedule is all screwy - I am up at 5:30am, at work for 7am meetings, don't come home until 6pm, maybe have meetings in the evening, still have to make dinner, dead tired by 10pm after chores or errands. Now perhaps that doesn't sound like a crazy schedule for you but for me it's nuts. I'm accustomed to getting up early, yes, but I used to work out like a fiend every morning - running, weights, elliptical - and then going for a 30-mile bike ride in the afternoon. Now I'm lucky to fit in a pilates class. My 8-hour work day has stretched to an 11-hour work day and I still have to get the other home stuff done too.
I've got 4 knitting projects on the needles and I'm knitting whenever I have a spare minute, even during meetings at work. I'm finding it's the only time I'm in control. I am in awe of those women who can juggle work, a family and hobbies because I can barely fit in work and 1 hobby.
Oh, Karl just walked in and, after seeing what was on the computer screen, said that he "has lost me to blogging". That means he thinks I am neglecting him now too. As he walked out of the room he said to the kitties, "Well girls, we have just been knocked down another notch. Now it's knitting first, blogging second, us third."
That is so annoying. I've just changed my mind about knitting him any socks.