I find that it’s good to have at least one mindless thing on the needles, sometimes more than one. I have the scrap blanket that fills that spot, at least for now. It’s still small enough to be portable, simple enough that I can do it in the dark at a movie, and yet the stripy colors make it feel like potato chip knitting.
Each little section of color finished feels like an accomplishment. As does the corners. I did manage to do a bit of it while watching Wonder Woman. Though I did manage to miss a stitch and end up with one more on the needles than I was supposed to have. I tried to figure it out in the dark but Gal Gadot’s lips were incredibly distracting.
I should be working on the sea slug but I’m not quite mentally focused enough for that. My sinus’ are still chaotic with an infection of some sort and depression is running rampant in my brain meats, what with the housing stuff. I think I know what I need to do so that everything lines up though, so hopefully when I sit down to begin again it’ll fall neatly into place. Though I’m super glad I didn’t cut the yarn every couple of rounds as the instructions say, that would be quite frustrating to basically be out that yarn.