September 9, 2007

Crochet binge

It really started while I was on vacation, both the head cold plague at work and the discussions at work about a new role for me. When I returned I received a warning on both fronts but it wasn’t until late this week that they really hit. Thursday my nose turned into a faucet and ended with me in bed, a kleenex clutched by my face. Friday the sinus headache kicked in about the same time that my new responsibilities were coming clear. There’s nothing like a lingering stuffy head to aide in making great new impressions and well thought out remarks.

After a weekend spent drinking freshly imported Wisconsin beer, shopping for missing wedding presents and a good ten hours on the couch, crocheting my fingers raw, my head persists in its over filled capacity and my coherency is still in question.

In November I’ll have been at my new job for two years and I’ll have been a crocheting addict for one year. I’ve learned a ton from each new project and have refined my skills in math and pattern recognition in both career and hobby. I feel progress and it feels good.

Neither crochet nor work were exactly what I was looking for two years ago, but two years ago this week I had just moved across the country for love, not for my career or new hobbies, though I was confident those would come.

And so they have, along with new friendships and two years of great adventure. One of the things I enjoy about crochet is that it gives my mind a structured task but still lives plenty of the time for reflection and philosophy. In another couple days I’ll have two new baby blankets (babies wait for no one), a head clear of the snot monster and more energy to launch into my progressing career. Until then thoughts of sc, sc, sc2tog will march through my mind.

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