Fits and Starts.

That describes my knitting progress. Knit a little, wander off and clean/fold/sort/put away/throw out stuff, rip some knitting, knit some more, wander off go for a walk/run errands, tink some knitting, knit some more ...

Although there was much tinking and ripping and fixing of mis-crossed cables, I have gotten to the point where I can put away the chart for this and just eyeball what needs to be done. That doesn't mean I'm getting it right, just that I know what I did wrong right away. Now four more repeats and then onto the body pieces.

Yesterday the light was coming in just right and although my knitting spot is rarely organized or tidy, it just struck me as a really nice place to sit. There is just something about a big ball of chunky yarn that seems so comfortable. Of course a pillow, blanket and purring cat don't hurt the image either.

The little Mr. was sick yesterday so it was just Girly and I hanging out. That meant all kinds of things to do that just aren't a good idea with two or three competitive only children. Apollo approved of having another pair of hands to scratch his ears.

"Hey, watch the manicure, lady."