After every thing that has happened, we are well on our way to a new normal. I have a strong feeling it’s not only my family that has been going through some changes.
The man that was in charge, for what seemed an eternity, has finally been replaced by someone who speaks in full and complete sentences. It must be something, to see the entire world celebrate change. I don’t recall in my lifetime at any rate, when the entire world celebrated with fizzy drinks in the streets, when someone they were all united in strong dislike, be ejected from a position in power. Here’s a more “normal” four years.
I’ve been knitting a fair bit. It keeps me calm. I focus on the stitches. It gets rhythmic. Soothing. And soon, I’m in my happy place with something I’m making with sticks and string taking shape.
I was working on my Victoria Jumper. It has grown a but heavy. Until I build more muscle in my forearm, I’m going to be working on my Gum Ball Overload socks by Fran Carle.
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