I'm having computer issues at home (I think computer from 1972 finally died), so please forgive me for the lack of photos.
I'm currently working on something that I have no business knitting. Rather, I'm knitting *for* someone that I have no business knitting for. A very near and dear (ex boy)friend of mine has asked for a pair of black fingerless gloves. Mind you, I took up knitting because of the stress of the break up, I mean, because I had so much free time after we parted ways. And one of the first things I made after I started down my crafty road, was a blanket for him, made of about 20 granny squares (since I was convinced that no one would worry about him being warm after I left.)
And here we are , two some odd years later, new boyfriend, and much more crafty skills, so what do I do? i ask the ex "What can I knit for you?" Why? Well, (leaving out the hundreds of reasons of why I shouldn't even be entertaining this idea), I think I need to make one more thing, to put all my good wishes in, and then I might be done. With the ex, not knitting, or course.
I mean, even though it wasn't the best of situations for a very long time, I did have a lot of fun with him, and still get along with him on the few occasions that we happen to run into each other. And I still worry about him, and worry = knitting. I tend to think about whoever I'm knitting for at the time, and thinking about how helpful/useful the item is that I'm making and how (hopefully) the person will be happy with what I make, and maybe thing fondly of me, since I was so awesome and made it :P But with the ex, I just worry lot about him, and really and truly want him to be happy in his new life. And that's what I think abut when I work on his gloves. I want him to look at/use these gloves, and know I wish good things for him, that I worry about him, and that I want him to be happy. And making these gloves... the time that I've spent on them, has given me time to figure all this out, and realize that I'm in a good place now in my own life, and that worrying abut him, and dwelling on the ickyness that was that old relationship, isn't going to change what happen, and really only going to hurt what could happen tomorrow.
So, I'm making these gloves, and he'll get them, and with them, all my good thoughts and hopes for him and his tomorrow.
Godspeed - Dorothy Parker
Oh, seek my love, your newer way
I'll not be left in sorrow.
So long as I have yesterday,
Go take your damned tomorrow!
Oh, seek my love, your newer way
I'll not be left in sorrow.
So long as I have yesterday,
Go take your damned tomorrow!
(won't be one bit surprised if that's the email I get sent to me, should he ever read this blog :P)