Ironically, after my outbreak of whimsy and celebration of lists yesterday, I’ve spent a lot of time over the last few days staring at mine, feeling a little lost. With a husband in the depths of exams, it’s hard to concentrate on anything but that, and all my plans and ideas feel sort of distant at the moment.
It’s at times like this that I’m grateful for my crochet projects. I can take them one stitch at a time, I can work on one thing, then another, then another and feel I’m making progress, and I can look back at the end of the day and see how many rows I’ve added. It definitely does me good. I’ve added quite a few rows to Mum’s cardigan, as well as making a few blanket squares and starting the decreases on my shawl (above, looking very colourful in the winter sunshine!).
Also doing me good are my audiobooks, which give my brain something to distract it when the stress comes creeping in at the edges. I’m listening to She Landed by Moonlight, which I borrowed because I thought it was an account of an SOE agent in France. In fact, it’s much bigger than that, covering the whole context of the war in France and in Whitehall, as well as her life story. The shifts have been causing me some problems, as the writer moves back and forth between the agent’s life story (remarkable in itself) and the history of WWII, and between the past and present tenses. The former is confusing until you get used to it, the latter is getting irritating. I’m going to hear it out – I want to know what happened at the end- but it’s not as satisfying a read as it could be, and I don’t really feel I know the character any better at the three-quarter point than I did at the beginning.
To see if other people’s reads have been more satisfying this week, head over to Ginny’s.