Despite the hot summer weather, I’ve been toting my knitting bag on every little outing I take.
And just like in the colder seasons, I reach for my knitting when my hands are idle. Even though I hate the warmth of wool on my hands when the humidity is doing its best to suffocate me, I hate idleness more. I’m a fidgety person. It only takes about 5 minutes of doing nothing before the to-do list starts scrolling through my mind like the credits of Star Wars. Ten minutes pass and I start to feel guilty about sitting down and doing nothing. It drives Dan nuts. He’s always on my case to just relax and stop bustling about.
Yet my quirk is slowly knitting a skirt for Elly.