For the last three weeks or so my hands have been hurting. It feels to me like they are inflamed. I've been to my GP, my bloodwork is fine, so I just have to wait and see. I immediately stopped knitting when the hands started hurting. You use your hands in almost everything you do, I am not taking any risks!
Life without knitting is both empty and relaxing. I can get really engrossed by a project and at the same time I have a large list of future projects. This makes me very keen on making progress in my knitting. I am very good at making myself work hard and apparently I am equally good at making myself knit a lot. Not sure this is a good thing...
Over the last few weeks I did manage to finish my project for the one skein swap organized in the Dutch Crafters Group over on Ravelry. I just had to do the edging. I blocked it yesterday evening. It looked kind of meh when it got off the needles, but after blocking it looked really nice. Of course, I didn't take any pictures. I was in a hurry to send it off. I hope the recipient likes it.
I also participated in the tiny sock swap organized by
Emily. My sock is on its way to Kim in Colorado. I have a cute picture of it, but I will post that after I hear that she has received it.
There is also a good side to no knitting. No knitting means time for reading! Last year I got a lot of books for Christmas and my birthday and I also like to buy second-hand books. I don't read as much as I used to because my head is often tired after a day at work. But, when there is no knitting, why not go to bed a little earlier and read a bit? I am currently reading
Saturday by Ian McEwan, which I am enjoying immensely. Two weeks ago I finished reading
A short history of tractors in Ukrainian, by Marina Lewycka, which I really liked.
No knitting also means fantasizing about other crafts. I really want to do some small crochet stuff, especially after seeing
this gorgeous necklace. I also really want to learn how to spin. I never touched the spindle kit I bought. I think I was too busy knitting sweaters this winter. But, until my hands heal, I will stick to dreaming.
I think no post should be without a picture, so I leave you with this:
I really love the amaryllis. To see more gorgeous ones visit Jane Brocket!