Yarn - Oh Bugger

I am still somewhat limp brained and nodding but I'm slightly better. I love reading comments that people have kindly left and I will hopefully answer all of those soon. I always feel a hug with a comment. I wasn't fit to drive today, but I'm cautiously optimistic that I'll improve. 

I harvested 245g of chillies.

One of the plants hasn't set any fruit and another is looking decidedly sickly but I gave them a feed and I'm keeping everything crossed that harvest will continue. I checked about waiting until they turned red, but that could take up to 100 days, apparently, and I didn't want to wait that long. 

I had planned that today I would go in the garden, but rain was forecast and I'm not sure that I'm safe to make decisions, so I thought that I would stay in and perhaps work on some writing stuff if I could concentrate. I stopped in my bedroom and remembered that I'd dug the scrubby yarn out of a heap on the far side of the bed in the eight inches between the bed and the wall. I thought that I may as well have another furtle. It was a shock.

There were some bits that I could get rid of. I don't know what this was supposed to be, but I rejected it and disposed of it, along with all sorts of other rubbish. 

In fact, I got rid of quite a lot of rubbish that I excavated from bags containing unfinished projects. Those bags also contained receipts, scrap notes, elderly hand cream and a can of Diet Coke that expired in 2022. Then there were bags and bags of yarn that hadn't been touched. I would say at a guess there was easily ten kilos of untouched yarn and at least that again in projects that I'd begun and forgotten. There must be a similar weight in yarn next to my chair with the yarn for the various bits I've got going on. And there's well over ten kilos that I've already sorted through and stashed in places like my wardrobe. What was I thinking?

I need to keep yarn in front of me and get working. All of that yarn is stuff that I want to use. I've been here before, and I'm just so disappointed in myself. I'll have to work out priorities and just enjoy the knitting. I find it so relaxing and I'm making a conscious decision not to stress while I'm knitting. If I'm not going to enjoy it then I may as well dump the lot - and I'm not going to do that. 

Still, I've finished the pale blue scarf for the Mission to Seafarers and I transferred the dark blue scarf onto the shorter circular needle then walked away as the dark colour has been hurting my eyes. Instead I got stuck in to my brother's/my brother's partner's scarf. There are two colourways and I'm letting them decide between them.

The above pic has washed out the colours and I don't have the energy to take it again, but the scarf colours are much more vivid. The brother's scarf yarn is a little fiddly, but it will keep whoever gets it nice and warm and it's pretty soft.

Bear had an exam today. He told me about a question that he enjoyed which was something to do with a trapezoid, vectors and ratios. Nope, not a clue, but he seemed happy and fairly confident that he'd worked it out. I keep worrying that he's over confident, but all I can do is encourage him and let him get on with things. 

Hugs and good health to all.