It's been a bit of a weird week here-there's knitting going on, but in my effort to keep my number of WIPs down, I'm afraid I got myself in a bit of a funk. And started an impulse project (I have really good justification for it, and it's my hobby so I don't have to explain myself to anyone) which means my grand plan for 2015 lasted all of a couple of days. C'est la vie. I have some new stuff to show you, but I have to wait until the weekend to take pictures, since it's still dark before and after work.
And then I checked my Timehop app yesterday and saw this gem:
I distinctly remember deciding to learn to knit. It actually happened in November or December, I think, but I waited until I actually got my first knitting book to actually announce my intention to the internet. So sometime over the next couple weeks, five years ago, I started knitting.
It's a weird sort of feeling. I remember not knitting, and I remember learning to knit, and when I meet new knitters and the question invariably comes up, I learned how to knit about five years ago. It's amazing that we can make choices like that which have such an impressive impact on our lives. I haven't been knitting since childhood, I didn't have a beloved aunt or grandmother or neighbor teach me how to knit, I just decided as a 19-year old that I was going to learn how to knit.
(Disclosure: I did "learn" how to knit as a small child, but only garter stitch, and only for a week, and so when I re-learned it was learning from scratch. But I remember being unimpressed with knitting then, and hating garter stitch, and hating scarves, and thinking it was the most boring thing ever. So when I decided to learn how to knit as an adult, there was an impetus to learn how to knit more complicated projects.)
It's a nice reminder, in some ways, that we can always make the choice to learn or do something new and different. I couldn't have imagined when I decided to learn how to knit that it would become such a huge part of my life, but now it feels like it's always been there.
And then I checked my Timehop app yesterday and saw this gem:
It's a weird sort of feeling. I remember not knitting, and I remember learning to knit, and when I meet new knitters and the question invariably comes up, I learned how to knit about five years ago. It's amazing that we can make choices like that which have such an impressive impact on our lives. I haven't been knitting since childhood, I didn't have a beloved aunt or grandmother or neighbor teach me how to knit, I just decided as a 19-year old that I was going to learn how to knit.
(Disclosure: I did "learn" how to knit as a small child, but only garter stitch, and only for a week, and so when I re-learned it was learning from scratch. But I remember being unimpressed with knitting then, and hating garter stitch, and hating scarves, and thinking it was the most boring thing ever. So when I decided to learn how to knit as an adult, there was an impetus to learn how to knit more complicated projects.)
It's a nice reminder, in some ways, that we can always make the choice to learn or do something new and different. I couldn't have imagined when I decided to learn how to knit that it would become such a huge part of my life, but now it feels like it's always been there.
Congratulations on your knitaversary! I'm always so amazed about what you can achieve when you put your mind to it. A few years ago I never imagined I'd be able to actually knit things.
ReplyDeleteHappy knitaversary! It really is funny how such a simple decision can impact our lives. I always look back on my pre-knitting self - who thought things like "Yarn isn't really that interesting, that's just weird that people like it so much." - and laugh.
ReplyDeleteHere's to the next five years!