Am I blue?

Parts of me are.

It's tough to take a shot of my own hands, but there you see a line across my index finger where apparently all yarn must pass. The inside of my fingers and hands are pretty bad, too, but Oscar's focus with the camera is even worse, so no shots there.

But at least it's proof (HA - Jody - IN. YOUR. FACE.) that I still knit.

Last night at about ten pm I had this

A lovely ball of yarn purchased at my first Maryland Sheep & Wool as a knitter, some five years ago or so. It's Tess, in the Lime Splash colorway, I do believe. Nice stuff, although it apparently bleeds a good bit. And I've been meaning to play with it... well, obviously since I bought it, so I made sure it was on my list of things to do for 2007th Heaven. And I realize that I haven't finished the argyle, and I realize no starting one without finishing another is one of the rules, but I also realize that the seventh and most important rule is not to stress over this.

So tonight at eleven pm I have this


See, I figured out why I can't get myself to do the short rows on the argyle. I'm sorta at one of those life periods where a lot more is on me than I would have chosen to have on me, and a lot of that requires a great deal of thought and concentration on my part. And then a little thing happened that meant I couldn't knit on one of the things I was knitting on (that you can't see yet) but I could sit and think about how much work I needed to do about it, and I realized I wanted to be knitting, but didn't want to be working on any other patterns when I needed to be thinking my way through that one (anyone still following?).

So I decided to go for something mindless, grabbed that and away I went.

A sweater, for me, in the round.

I finally stopped tonight (at, according to the black sheep tape there, seven inches, of which three are seed stitch) when I realized I couldn't actually feel my hands anymore except for an odd tingling. And yes, I slept last night, and yet, I went to work today, and yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus. Oh. Wait. That's something else.

But I think this particular sweater is going to be lovely, and see? I do knit.

For those of you who are waiting for patterns for me (sorry, E & S) I promise I'll work on them more tomorrow. Today, I just needed a little fiber therapy.