'Just Rewards (2)'
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My husband has become obsessed with me learning to knit.
I picked it up a few weeks ago. I got a kit thing from Walgreens. I like it because it's the kind of thing Kyan (I know, I know) was talking about- mindful meditation. Being exactly involved in just what I'm doing. Also it's fun when my friends ask what I've been doing, and I say "Knitting!" and they go "No, but really."
I crochet, but I don't like knitting. I've tried and it drives me bugfuck. And, I actully like to crochet.
I couldn't read the muffin site.
Oh yeah, I didn't touch that link. I get enough crazy making stuff without seeking it out.
I like knitting. I would just bristle at my husband suggesting a hobby for me, particularly more than once.
That's weird, Susan. I mean, pretty patterns on that site, but if you don't knit, well, why?
I didn't get very far into the muffin site. Reading the excerpts has made me glad I didn't persevere.
Susan, what is up with dh. Go knit yourself would just be my preface.
He thinks it'd help me relax. In fairness, he's never actually seen me try to do anything craft-related and therefore doesn't know that the reason I avoid it is it's so much the reverse of relaxing for me.
I did email him back and tell him to learn to knit himself if he's so convinced it's the best hobby EVAH.
To me, anyone who insists that the 7 days in the Genesis creation story equals a period of seven 24 hour days, is importing information into the text
Oh, the argument in the book does a LOT of stretching both in Biblical interpretation and science to make the case. I though it was interesting in that I hadn't heard anyone use time dilation that way, but it was really unconvincing.
Doing something I have no inclination to do always helps me to relax. Or possibly it's the killing that follows.
I've been trying to learn to crochet. I keep getting about 4 inches into a scarf and getting bored, or confused, or annoyed with it, unravelling it, and starting again. I'm on the third or fourth pass on the blasted thing.
Crocheting this way does save on yarn, though.
Doing something I have no inclination to do always helps me to relax. Or possibly it's the killing that follows.
No, way. My moment of Zen is to be found when mopping up all the blood. Oh well, different strokes...