Thank God for knitting and people who knit. I also want to thank my kitties, Big and Little, for keeping me amused and my blood pressure down. Last but certainly not least, Karl has been so energetic and patient with me.
This has been a bad week at work. No need to go into any details, except that lately my job has left me depressed, unmotivated and extremely tired.
When I come home, I look forward to being greeted by happy cats, knitting a few rows and generally being comforted by my guy Karl. BTW, Karl works at the same company. We work with the same people. He really understands what's going on. I was in such a mood last night. I just had to escape, and I told him about the Stitch'n Bitch group. He kissed me on the forehead and said, "Knit to your heart's content."
I had the good fortune of meeting up with the Sacramento Stitch'n Bitch. Now, I've had to cajole and push myself into even going to these knitting groups. This month I've done well - the Folsom group at Coffee Republic, the Guild and last night the SnB. But I'm not a joiner...I'm an organizer, but not necessarily a joiner. I'm shy and insecure about saying the wrong thing, or worse, being totally misunderstood. I don't have a problem communicating here in words on virtual paper but in person, I can become completely tongue-tied.
I sat quietly at the cafe listening to most of the conversations. Everyone was friendly and it was interesting to see what they were all knitting. I was especially intrigued by Regina's "small things" - the fruit and dolls. She said it's because she knits them for her daughter but I liked the concept of just knitting small things...so compact, portable and imminently gratifying. Violet wore her beautiful shawl - I was impressed. Sarah showed the swift her husband had made, and Priscilla, who was also attending for the first time, finished her scarf to match her felted hat! (because she's going to Ireland).
I felt so much better as I drove home. Work had been consuming me, compressing my world into a tiny and insignificant space. Thank goodness for knitting, my kitties and Karl to remind me that there are other things in life.
One last note - the folks at the Naked Lounge were happy to indulge me in making a Flat White, even though they didn't know what it was. Happy happy. Joy joy.