I’ve got so many running crochet and knitting projects going, I feel a great need to finish them all. I’ve been at it since May, doing a little here and there. Recently, it’s every waking hour I’m not busy doing something else.
My wrists began aching at night, then I got shooting pain in my fingers, and then my thumbs started to seize up. I know what’s causing it! Too much knitting. Too much crochet. I should take a break. It’s what a person who doesn’t have a yarn obsession would do. It’s what a sane person would do. It’s cool. I can do that.
So, I announced that I’d stop doing my woven crafts for a while because I think if I continue, my hands will have to be removed. Husband says, “uh, okay.” Husband doesn’t really care. Husband is trolling Craigslist for a bicycle.
This was a week ago. I see two infinity scarves, a monster, and a hugeass fuzzy blanket that all need to be completed. It makes me fidget and twitch. I could hide them out of view, but instead I pick one of ’em up and start working on it again. I spent four hours crocheting while watching Veronica Mars, even though my left thumb won’t move anymore. It’s literally just dead and sitting there, wishing it could do thumby things, like grasp the handle of a mug, or give Veronica Mars two thumbs up with the help of it’s right-sided friend. Instead, VM barely gets one thumb up. Sorry!
This is me announcing, yet again, that I’m taking a break! I can hardly type, and not being able to type at all would be terrible, so I’m going to put the yarn, needles, and hooks AWAY. Under the bed. My poor little paws and wrists must heal. If I happen to mention that I did any knitting or crocheting in a post within the next week, please please please call me on it. I need your help! I need accountability! Save me from myself! I’m weak!