I talked about little projects.

I woke about 3:30 this morning to absolute quiet and absolute dark.  The power was off.  I snoozed for a while and then got out my wee book light and started looking at mitten patterns in my library of knitting books. I'm trying to focuson some little knitting, trying to bring these back into my head.  I feel bad for my pretty Deep in the Forest mittens.  I feel as if I have ignored them.

There is knitting on my pretty Forest mittens.  I'm right about where the chart gets a little busier and I keep waiting for a good chink of quiet time to work on them.  Since chunks of quiet time are hard to come by...

I guess what I really have to do is get over the idea that I need quiet time or even a chunk of time. Truly, a round of mitten knitting takes such little time and so long as I am careful and deliberate in marking down what I have completed, it should be an easy thing to do a row here and there.  The only thing I would have to watch my gauge.  Too tight or too dramatically loose can kill a colour work project.  I've moved the mitten to stop it from being buried in the study.  The mitten is now my kitchen knitting in the hopes that I would do a row here and there.  Since I haven't been in my kitchen very much this last couple of weeks, not much mitten knitting.  Or so I tell myself.

What really is slowing down the mitten knitting is the big shawl.  Which I just can't wait to see it complete.  I can't wait to wear it.  My heart and my hands and that less logical me, who sways to follow absolutely no path at all, want to push on the shawl to make it be the completed January thing.  

So to heck with the little projects.  I'm working on the big. I'll deal with the rest in February.