The past two months haven't been a good ones here in kung fu knitting land.
I think I have been depressed. Well, I know that I have been. I mean, about two months ago I stopped doing a lot of stuff that I normally do, like blog and knit and read. And I had a few days where I was barely able to keep it together. I mean I was on the verge of crumbling into a little heap. Yes, a little heap of sad-Miriness.
I thank my sister and Ms. Missy for getting me through there. I'm no longer in danger of heapness, small nor large. In fact, I feel more balanced than I have for a long while.
I'm not exactly sure what brought on this bout of melancholy. I was under a lot of stress to try to find another job that fits my schedule so that I can keep my School Age Program job. I have one now that fits the bill for the time being. So that's a little better, but I really think I was suffering from some sort of post-trauma depression.
I mean it felt so good to get out of my old relationship. I felt more like myself than I had for a long time. I felt relief and a weird eleation. But I never really had a period of grief. So I think I just experienced this a month ago. I felt the loss of it all, my old life, my twenties, my security. I don't want all that back, but I did feel the change to the core of my being.
Couple this along with the fact that my hand had an injury that wasn't going away, was pretty painful, and was keeping me from boxing hard. I kept taking weeks off of boxing with that hand, but it wasn't helping. Eventually I got it x-rayed and there wasn't anything seriously wrong. Just a bad contusion. Now I wear two large sponges on my hand with my wraps and this has seemed to help keep me from getting injured further. Now it's just my skin that's coming off! (hard hitter that I am)
And, then I have been sick with two colds, a UTI and another cold in the last three or four weeks.
So for two months I have been MIA. I haven't really been knitting and this has wreaked havok with the exchanges that I joined earlier in the summer. My poor partners. Not only do I owe them blog posts for their wonderful packages, in some cases, it's been hard for me to finish my end of the exchange. So let me begin by showing the great scarf I received in the funky scarf exchange brought to the 'net by Bev and Scout:
Isn't it wonderful? My partner Maricell used a bunch of different yarns that she knitted into strips and pieced together. For the colors, she took inspiration from Botticelli's Birth of Venus, the painting I used as an example of art that I liked. The ends of the scarf terminate in fingers of different lengths. It looks fabulous with my black peacoat and I have got a lot of compliments on it. And she designed it herself! Such a great gift.
Thank you Maricell!
More exchange gift posts to come.
I think I have been depressed. Well, I know that I have been. I mean, about two months ago I stopped doing a lot of stuff that I normally do, like blog and knit and read. And I had a few days where I was barely able to keep it together. I mean I was on the verge of crumbling into a little heap. Yes, a little heap of sad-Miriness.
I thank my sister and Ms. Missy for getting me through there. I'm no longer in danger of heapness, small nor large. In fact, I feel more balanced than I have for a long while.
I'm not exactly sure what brought on this bout of melancholy. I was under a lot of stress to try to find another job that fits my schedule so that I can keep my School Age Program job. I have one now that fits the bill for the time being. So that's a little better, but I really think I was suffering from some sort of post-trauma depression.
I mean it felt so good to get out of my old relationship. I felt more like myself than I had for a long time. I felt relief and a weird eleation. But I never really had a period of grief. So I think I just experienced this a month ago. I felt the loss of it all, my old life, my twenties, my security. I don't want all that back, but I did feel the change to the core of my being.
Couple this along with the fact that my hand had an injury that wasn't going away, was pretty painful, and was keeping me from boxing hard. I kept taking weeks off of boxing with that hand, but it wasn't helping. Eventually I got it x-rayed and there wasn't anything seriously wrong. Just a bad contusion. Now I wear two large sponges on my hand with my wraps and this has seemed to help keep me from getting injured further. Now it's just my skin that's coming off! (hard hitter that I am)And, then I have been sick with two colds, a UTI and another cold in the last three or four weeks.
So for two months I have been MIA. I haven't really been knitting and this has wreaked havok with the exchanges that I joined earlier in the summer. My poor partners. Not only do I owe them blog posts for their wonderful packages, in some cases, it's been hard for me to finish my end of the exchange. So let me begin by showing the great scarf I received in the funky scarf exchange brought to the 'net by Bev and Scout:
Isn't it wonderful? My partner Maricell used a bunch of different yarns that she knitted into strips and pieced together. For the colors, she took inspiration from Botticelli's Birth of Venus, the painting I used as an example of art that I liked. The ends of the scarf terminate in fingers of different lengths. It looks fabulous with my black peacoat and I have got a lot of compliments on it. And she designed it herself! Such a great gift.
Thank you Maricell!
More exchange gift posts to come.
Comments
the scarf is cool.
take care of that hand.
Cheers,
Leslie