I'm starting to realize that I cannot do it all.
I know, that's a rather redundant realization. No one woman can truly do it all. But really. I think I'm having a delayed coming of age crisis. Until now I've had it easy and didn't even know it.
I told you that Chris got a new job. What I did not tell you is that it has turned into a 50-60 hour monstrosity (a monstrosity we appreciate to be sure) that takes him away for 12 hours a day. It's not like he's not willing to share in the work around the apartment, it's that he just is not here to do it. I did not even realize how much he was doing until now. There's work to go to, meals to cook, dishes to wash, laundry to run, animals to care for, general housework, and somewhere in there I think I'm supposed to exercise.
All that to say I've done very little knitting since we last spoke. I know I could get a lot done if I would just focus, but I'm paralyzed by the sheer amount of stuff I need to do. To the point that I came home from work Tuesday and only managed to knit the cuff of one sock during all of Pretty Little Liars and Agents of SHIELD.
I need to kick it into high gear if I'm going to finish these before the end of the month. And isn't there a sweater I'm supposed to be done with already?
I hope your knitting is going well. Tell me about it in the comments. I could use a distraction from this never ending sleeve.