Thursday, March 6, 2008

Deep Thoughts (well, more like random, semi-shallow thoughts)

Why when you want to start a new project and are looking for inspiration, nothing speaks to you; but when you're not looking for a new project, everything speaks to you?

Why is there not enough hours in the day to work, parent, eat, be a spouse and knit, and be able to do all these things with gusto and heart?

Why does your brain literally hurt when you are learning new concepts?

Why can't I figure out how to easily construct a pattern chart so I can publish the new sock pattern here and give some actual knitting-related content rather than random, fleeting thoughts?

Why is life so hard?

Why do we as women question our beauty, talent and intelligence, when we are smart, talented and beautiful women?

Why did I watch that stupid show last night and waste one hour of my life, when I could have used that hour to (a) clean a bathroom, (b) fold laundry, (c) have a conversation with my husband, or (d) gone to bed?

Why have I started 3 different projects this week and frogged each and every single one of them?

Why do I keep rambling on?

Why am I the only person in the world who doesn't know what the h-e-double hockey sticks is going on in Lost?

Why do all the adults in my house have to have such large feet, that it takes forever to make socks?

Why is it already March?

Ok, I'm feeling better now.

Thanks for listening.

5 comments:

monkey-butter22 said...

First of all:

*HUG*

Secondly, you are awesome and fantastic.

I think the Not-Quite-Spring Blahs are settling in and getting comfortable. Try to relax, brew some tea and take a deep breath. It can't last forever. Right?
-Jill

catknip said...

Thank God I'm not the only one. I don't care if your toilets are dirty - I visit for you and the kidlets - and the hubby of course ...

Lauren said...

I too am glad I'm not the only one. As type A, successful, intelligent women, I think it's because we set some serious (and sometimes unreasonable) expectations for ourselves. I've come to the realization about my unreasonable expectations, but have yet to let them go. One day.

P.S. I play Spider Solitare when I should be working on my PhD. Please don't tell your husband!

J. said...

Sometimes, you just need to vent. I understand.

And thanks for throwing in a pinch of knitting. It keeps us honest.

andi said...

Glad I'm not the only one who doesn't watch Lost. Oh, and if you figure out the answer to the second question, please let me know. That one is really nattering at me lately.