Post #2022: Another first in knitting (for me)

Yes, it’s my third finished project posted this week. But this one is exciting because it’s my first, honest-to-gosh, finished knitting project. A scarf! (Pattern is Wheat by Tin Can Knits – thanks folks for the super-easy and free beginner pattern that still has some interest to it). I added some fringe and I entered it into a knit-along that Sweet Georgia Yarns is hosting for the summer. Added bonus? I knitted it almost all in one weekend while visiting the family *and* it has very few mistakes.

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Post #2021: That’s another wrap!

One more finished item to share with you!

Earlier this week I finally got around to blocking this wrap and last night I put buttons on it. This seems to be a month of finishing things both emotional and material:

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Doris Chan’s T-Bird Four Ways – crocheted out of linen-rayon.

The best thing about this wrap is that it is really just a product of boredom, I dug around in my stash and frogged an old project to recover the yarn, and then crocheted it over a month because I had nothing better to work on, really. Now it’s done, I feel like it’s a bit of a gift because it cost me nothing and I didn’t fret on the pattern at all – I just picked it for something to do with my hands.

There are three more projects coming (one crocheted and two knitted ones) and I’m thinking of casting on a sweater because I have at least two sweaters worth of yarn in my stash and it’s really the reason I want to learn how to knit (crocheted sweaters are a bit thick, even when made with fingering weight yarn – because crochet makes a bulkier fabric) – so I’m plotting the Paulie which looks like a totally do-able first cardigan. I’m thinking that I will take that and a simpler project along for our July holiday at the cabin when I have some time to make headway on it. I am on a bit of a knitter’s high at the moment, as I finally feel like I get it.  Sweaters for all I say!

 

 

Post #2020: Finishing all the things

I didn’t get around to posting this last week – but I finally put the binding on the “ugly quilt” and none-too-prettily. It’s now officially finished more than 10 years after I started it. I’ve got some other finished items coming this week to share as well – at least one, hopefully two. Now that this quilt is off my sewing table, I can return to my daughter’s graduation quilt when I find a spare evening or two. I am going to pay to have hers quilted so it’s just the piecing and binding which I far prefer (especially in summer, quilting is hot and heavy work) – and I’m using a very simple pattern so it should come together pretty quickly on my end.

I’m feeling a bit burnt out on my return from Victoria – not so much from the trip, as from the fact that I spent most of yesterday afternoon and evening drinking wine in the backyard – but I suppose it’s true that I’m always a bit bruised when I leave my family. This visit went perfectly well, but as usual I had at least two things to process on the bus ride home. One of those things was the fact that it’s become increasingly apparent that although my parents have always avowed that they would split things evenly between my brother and I in their wills – that is clearly not the way it is going to work out in the end – and in the meantime they pretty much allow him to live for free and give him and his family continuous costly gifts. And yes, I know it is their money to do what they want with, and I am not hard up in any way – but it still feels raw because – symbolism. He’s the son, with the grandson, and so therefore…..  To be fair, my mother would like to change things about the distribution of assets, but my father won’t agree – so what are you going to do with that?

What I am going to do with that is work on my feelings around it so that when the time comes (far in the future, I hope) I have truly expunged myself of the “second arrow” – the feelings arising out of this situation – so that I can unselfishly celebrate my parents lives and my brother’s family without hindrance. Because this has nothing to do with having enough or not having enough and everything to do with the family story that I live inside and tell myself and act out against. And I know better!

But it’s also true in my family that wills are tricky things that get discussed a lot, with implications around what one would or wouldn’t get depending on this or that – and in my mom’s family there was a lot of cutting out and adding people back to wills – including her brother who was disinherited at the behest of another sister. On the surface, this all appears to be about putting affairs in order, but after all these years I’ve come to see the kind of emotional control and expectation that gets exerted around these conversations. In my defense, I’m all wired to react to this from a lifetime of training.

So I need to terminate the conversation in my head (the one where I document all the things that clearly “prove” my lack of worth in my family) and move on. Stop worrying about what seems “fair” and forget about what will or won’t happen at some future date. Bring an end to my ideas about what should or shouldn’t happen. In other words, finish the damned project and bind it off. If only it were as simple as the ugly quilt.

 

Post #2019: Another weekend away.

Outdoor feasting is one of my favourite things about summer – the picture above was taken last week at a dinner with people who I graduated from my Master’s program with on the enclosed back deck of one of our dear compatriots.

A set of photos from that dinner are posted on Flickr if you would like to see the smiling faces of my friends.

This week held no such dinner party, but did bring with it the increasing feeling of summertime. Vancouver is unseasonably sunny and warm, and it seems like that’s encouraging a lot of people to head out of work on vacation. In other words, it’s already getting hard to track people down and the fact that *I* have a September 1 deadline on a bunch of materials doesn’t really matter to anyone except me.

This weekend marks three in a row for being out of town – this time to visit my family for Father’s Day in Saanich. Ever since my Dad’s heart attack earlier this year, he’s been pretty grumpy and opinionated (which he always is – but now its worse), so I’m crossing my fingers that my meditation practice pays off and I’m able to weather the negativity for a couple of days without allowing it to affect me too much. I love my family, but I am also pretty confident that moving across the water at the age of 22 was the best thing I have ever done for myself. It just gives me some (literal) distance from the family dynamics which just feels safer to my *self*. If you know what I mean.

I have to admit though, another weekend away is making me tired before I even set out on my journey. It’s a good thing that I’ve got a little Zumba class before I go and can get my energy up for the bus ride out of town afterwards.  Happy summer weekend everyone!

Post #2018: Let’s just be real here….

I have a ton of work with a September 1st deadline on it – but I’m still trying to figure out how to schedule more time at the cabin in despite that. Who the hell schedules an end-of-summer deadline anyway? (my overlords that’s who) And can I truly be productive if I move my laptop lakeside?