I have written previously about my struggles with stress and relaxation (ie, I can do one but not the other) and as I've said, for me the new year is going to see me rise to the challenge of stress management, teach myself how to 'lig in dissaray' for a few hours a week (sorry, a Hear'say lyric which has been going around in my head since the concept of this post and I felt it had earned a mention - I can only apologise) - in other, more sociable words, I am going to chill out with my bad self.
Almost in agreement with my resolution, New Year's Day threw tonsilitus and a spasmatic back at me as if to test my sincerity. Was I flustered? Yes. Hugely. This is me we're talking about. Especially as i'd already been ill all Christmas and barely done so much as lift a pringle, which for me is really, really difficult to bare. I love pringles. However, 'pon scampering back from the doctors with antibiotics in one hand and mournfully waving a sick note in the other, I succumbed to my lazy fate and as always turned this nasty situation on it's contaminated head.
So I can't get back to work as I had so wanted, or go running, or do most of the energetic things I had planned - (oh shit, there I go again!) - but so what? Now I had the perfect opportunity to kick start my New Year's resolution to plan less, stress less and chill more. Moreover, now I could delve into my brand new, beautiful, colourful, polka-dot lined, floral-covered Cath Kidston learn to knit kit - bought for me this Christmas.
I spent 3 hours yesterday afternoon with this beaut of a treat and it seems like a lovely little starting point for knitters-to-be. It involves 6 bundles of yarn (oh yeah, getting down with that knitting lingo), 2 pretty pink needles and 2 sets of instructions - 1 teaching the basics of knitting, 1 a pattern for knitting a scarf with the resources provided. The instructions are clear and concise, are aimed at amateurs and best of all they are presented in vintage stlye pamphlets like something right outta that there WW1 - of course! Oh Cath K, you are so on the money!
That said, it took me nearly the entire 3 hours to learn to tie a slipknot (who wishes they'd been a girl scout now, huh?) and the remainder of it establishing how to hold the needles properly. It is hard, I have stupid small chubby hands! I am not one to shy away from a challenge though and having given this wee kit a test-drive I now can't wait to get my head (and my stupid small chubby hands) around knitting and give out scarves instead of jam jars next Christmas.