I'm really not good at chores. I'm supposed to be a proper, organised adult, with a 'to do' list, spotless house and a solid plan for life. I have none of these things. Sometimes I even feel guilty for not having them. More often, I shrug and get over the fact that I won't be called the Housekeeper of the Year anytime soon.
There are so many things I'd rather do! I mean - look how uninspiring housework is. You wash and brush and wipe and dust and polish and clean and two days later? You have to do it all over again. It's a never ending battle and you have to sprint constantly just to keep up. Nauseating. Wouldn't you rather be knitting? Wouldn't you?
It's simple. One day I have to be rich enough to be able to afford a cleaner. Until then, I'll compromise.
I don't negotiate with animal chores. Critters need to be fed, watered, walked, cuddled (whichever is appropriate at any given moment) and that's that. All the rest? I'll do it if there's no way to avoid it (having no clean underwear is a potent motivator). I'll leave it for later if I can. I'll try not to feel guilty about it.
Do you want one more reason to chuck housework?
Knitting deadlines.
I'm some 2/3 through Oceanspray. Another 10 (long) rows and I'll be able to start the border. I need to finish it by July 24 or the secret gift will not be secret anymore. Anyone wants to take bets? Or at least cheer me along? I can do it. I can do it, right?
My Oceanspray doesn't look like much at the moment, just a shapeless pile of grey (Puppy helped in the photo shoot). I hope blocking will make all the difference although part of me wonders if silk/alpaca yarn isn't too drapey for this pattern? I suppose I'll find out soon enough...
If you need me, I'll be knitting on the porch.
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