I haven’t been writing about my fibre-crafts lately, but I have been taking a lot of comfort in them. There has been so much going on in my life lately — an international move is disruptive, to say the least — that the quick moments I grab here and there to do something quiet, creative, rhythmic, and calming have been absolute sanity-savers for me.

As my life has begun to fall apart, so has my control over the tendancy I have to give into my knitlust and start project after project with no rhyme or reason, and without ever managing to finish anything. In all the stress and difficulty of the past few months, I have somehow managed to start so many things that I can hardly remember them all, let alone keep track of them …and let alone make any progress.

But I desperately need to regain some order, both in my fibre-crafts and in my life in general, so I will begin here. In the next few days, I will begin documenting my projects and my progress — and weeding out those that were created less out of genuine interest and more in a wild attempt to soothe my stress at the time.

And once that’s done, and I can see clearly again what I have and what I want to work on, I hope to make some good progress, and find myself calmed again by that lovely sense of satisfaction that comes from accomplishing a long-standing project instead of the hyped-up feeling that comes from diving — lustily — into a million new ones.