It’s been a tough week. Last Wednesday at my knitting/stitching group, I overdid it a bit and hurt my left hand. Then yesterday morning and today, my right hand seems to have come over all sympathetic and has also started hurting quite badly. Despite getting rather twitchy fingers, I’ve been on a strict “no crochet” diet since Friday, and as my right hand is still hurting today, I think that’s something I’m going to have to continue with.
I did manage to block something, though, so more of that on Friday. In the meantime, my project bags are sitting around somewhat folornly, waiting for me to be able to pick them up again without seriously damaging myself. I’m going to go for a quick drink to my group tonight and see how I go, but if it starts hurting again, I’ll have to stop. Better to rest in the short term, even if I’m going a bit nuts, than not be able to crochet in the long term. Except in those bags are things I really want to finish, my Silver Shawl and my Vintage Fremont (I am currently operating under the delusion that knitting will somehow be better than crochet. Please, no one disillusion me!). I want to finish them because I want to wear them, and so that I can start some new things. But for the moment, I’m being good and putting long-term needs in front of short-term satisfaction. Honest, I am.
Just remind me of that later, would you?
For reading, I’m flicking through Umberto Eco’s book The Infinity of Lists. It’s not a reading book, really. More like a catalogue of art and literature with musings on the nature of lists and what they tell us about the world. Some of it is going over my head, but I’m enjoying dipping into it and pondering.
Linking up with Ginny to see if anyone’s had a more productive week.