2019 is going to be different.
I’m not going to let my mojo die for 8 months again. I’m not going to let my yarn stash continue to bloom out of control. I’m not going to let projects languish in the back bedroom where it’s hidden from the kittens and out of my own sight.
This year, I’m going to knit from my stash and knit my UFOs. And that’s how I’ll get my mojo back.
You would not believe how many UFOs I have around the house, hiding in corners; in bins; in the basement, in the back bedroom, in my bedroom, in the closets, in both cars, etc. and it’s just out of control.
I finished a total of 8 projects last year and they all happened in the beginning of the year. I didn’t knit from June until December, or if I did knit, I didn’t get any real progress done on anything I worked on. I ripped a lot of projects back, wound up the yarn and put it into a bag never to think about it again. I would start a big project, make major progress on it, and then stall out, throw it into a bag and forget about it while something new and shiny came along.
Then came my commission.
I received a commission in January 2018 from a friend I knew from the yarn store I worked at. I told her I could have it done in a few weeks because my mojo was rad at that very moment. I quickly took to starting the project but hit roadblocks as soon as the sleeves were just getting started. I ripped it out 4 times in the following months, then it languished while I lost all desire to knit. This is the first time this has ever happened to me in nearly 2 decades of knitting. I focused on work and I was wrapped up in trying to fix my health. In June I told her I wasn’t even going to charge her for it anymore. The bag with all the yarn, the pieces already knit and the needles sat on my dresser just staring at me in the hopes that one day I would want to knit again.
I met with my doctor in August and told her of my frustrations with my weight loss goals. I had stalled my weight for about 10 months, so she proceeded to change my diet to a low-carb diet and to give that a shot until December with the hopes that it would provide changes for my year-long plateau.
Over the coming months, I didn’t knit any more than the two or three hours I spent at knitting. I finally gave up on the sleeves of the commission sweater. I sent a message to my friend and asked if I could change the pattern altogether to be something that wouldn’t look like crap. The ribbing pulled in very tight on the arm, the elbow was gargantuan. It just didn’t work well. She agreed to a simple sleeve with a beautiful antler cable flowing up the front of the sweater. I combined the Georgetown sleeve with this 16-stitch antler cable and raced up the first sleeve in the weekend of Thanksgiving. I thought my mojo was coming back. But then it came to a screeching halt again.
I slowly kept working on the sleeve- trudging along with the cables and, when I found the length was just right, I started the second right away so I wouldn’t lose further steam. I kept knitting- slowly but surely, but didn’t feel that normal pull that I used to have to knit all the time. My hands didn’t need to be busy anymore it seemed. But I still knit while watching TV, while alone at home, or while at knitting.
December was extremely stressful- I had about a million deadlines at work, we had no less than four Christmas get-togethers, and the Husband quit his job and changed careers at the end of the year. I came down with a nasty sinus infection, and on Christmas I got food poisoning. My body took a lot of abuse this month- I didn’t go to the gym or the yoga studio and I didn’t even care. I maintained my weight, blissfully, but spent a lot of time drinking nothing but water with electrolyte tabs and eating gluten free bread with butter. With all this, I let Critical Sheep fall by the wayside and didn’t do much in the way of advertising or selling. I needed to focus on my health and everything else took a backseat.
By the end of 2018, I met the deadline, the get-togethers were fun and sans-knitting and Hubs’ career change is on the right path, but I don’t think I knit a single stitch during all of December. I astonishingly didn’t miss it, though I felt massive amounts of guilt about not completing the sleeves for the commission.
2019 doesn’t yet feel like 2019. There’s no snow on the ground outside, I’m still working a lot, our schedules are disasters right now while we find common times to see one another and I’m still trying to take control of my diet and health.
But I know what I want to do with the rest of the year on my needles. I want to knit the things I’ve already started and finish this year off with a fresh perspective, a full bag of needle options, and a lot of inspiration for the coming year. I want to start 2020 with a bevvy of new knits to wear, give away or gift, and I want to work from my stash because I’ve got some seriously pretty knits with which to work. Finally, I want to continue blogging. I write for a living, so sometimes writing can feel a little burdensome, but I plan to change my mindset with the writing of the blog.
I’m working up an inventory of all my projects and will have them ready to work up soon. I can’t wait to share this adventure!