So, I like to knit. It’s me time. It’s time when I can generally veg out, relax, and physically can’t be doing something for one of the kids or another adult because my hands are full and my brain has been turned off, or at least it’s in full knitting mode.
Sometime in the summer, I posted that I was going crazy because I was having an incredibly hard time find knitting supplies here in Thika/Nairobi. That situation hasn’t improved much, but several readers sent me some yarn, needles, and Ian’s mother found all of the necessities for the arm warmer picture I posted and sent them to me.
I am by no means a fantastic knitter, but I get by. I can do different patterns, and have made a few things over the years. I’m a slower knitter…if you compare me to those people who get a little obsessive about it and knit all night to get projects done.
My last project, by my estimation, really didn’t take that long when you calculate that there are lots of interruptions in my day-to-day (what with living where you work & having work be 24/7), I didn’t know how to do the first step in the pattern for 3 months, and then after learning the 1st step, lost the necessary beading needle for another 2 1/2 months.
Here is my finished project. They are beaded wrist warmers in a Bollywood kind of style. Not usually my kind of thing, but they actually look quite striking underneath a long-sleeved shirt. Ian’s mother whips them up in about a day, but since it takes me a while, I’m contemplating whether or not I’ll make another pair or if I’ll move on to learning how to crochet an adorable baby hat. Hmmm? Heavy decisions in the craft world.