The other day I texted a friend, "When is back-to-school over?"
Her grim, comrade-in-the-trenches response? "Christmas."
The transition has been bumpy, but--as much as that--it's also been busy. We wanted to keep the Kid in soccer, because it's something he has been doing for a few years and the consistency seemed important. But then he came home really excited about trying Scouts--and he hadn't been excited about anything in, like, two weeks--so we bent the "one activity at a time" rule.
Add in Little Miss's dance class, an earlier-to-school routine, a smidge of homework, and the normal this-and-that--well, it's been a lot. Our calendar is covered in blue (the Kid) and purple (Little Miss).
But somewhere in the midst of it all, I finished a sweater. While it is ostensibly for Little Miss--that is, she'll be the one wearing it--it felt really good to get the last sleeve done, because really all of those stitches are for me.
I'm really a "project" knitter more than a "process" knitter, but even so, there's something about having a pair of needles in my hand. Even if I'm doing it while I'm watching a soccer game or smiling at cavorting baby ballerinas or sitting in on a meeting at work...it helps settle my brain and put the kinks and knots of anxiety back in order.
And then it made my girl smile, so that was good, too.
Next up? This guy. I'll leave you to guess who he's for. ;)