“Nobody can be exactly like me. Even I have trouble doing it.”
— Tallulah Bankhead
When people say they don’t know how I [get all this stuff done / do what I do / etc], the smartassed reply is “well, I just do it.” Journey of 1000 miles starts with the first step, and all that. This is an integral part of my philosophy — heck, it informs NaKniSweMo, the project we’re all doing this month. That sweater isn’t going to knit itself (oh how I wish that could be!). And this book isn’t going to design its page layout, and my house isn’t self-cleaning… it all comes down to just making yourself do it.
I’m not saying it’s not difficult. Sometimes I want to do anything but what I happen to be doing at that moment. I don’t want to go to the gym. I don’t want to transcribe this handwritten scribble. I don’t WANT to put on pants and leave the house. But I do.
And that’s how I get things done.
So, how’s NaKniSweMo going for you all? My yarn finally arrived, I cast on, I knit about 1000 stitches… and then had to pull them all out because I managed to twist the cast on. (I don’t even think I twisted it before joining, it looks like I knit into a stitch on the first row at a weirdo angle…out it came). I was so disgusted with myself I couldn’t bear to cast on again until last night. 21 days to go, knitting a plus size. No pressure.
Think I can knit on the treadmill at the gym? I’m starting to wonder.