How do people manage to get so much done? Is there some essential flaw in my character? Do I not work enough? Do I not devote enough time? Obviously this is true because if I spent more time knitting I would undoubtedly get more done. But where is the time found?
I had thought that I would finish Otto by mid July. Here I am in the second week of August and still plugging away. I am not actually bored with the project. I have every intention of spending more time with Otto every day but somehow I never get there, never get settled down with needles in hand. The final sleeve progresses in tiny baby steps.
Of course there are other temptations as well, stolen moments curled up with a book, the temptation of other fiberly pursuits. Yes it is true. I have been spending time sewing as well, and cooking and working in the garden a bit.
How does one decide which passion is the one to be indulged in any given moment of spare time?
Perhaps it would be easier to have but a single hobby. Life, work, a single passion. This could be managed. It will never happen.
I have reflected on this very thing many a time. It is impossible to find the hours to fit it all in and still give some quality time to yourself (doing nothing) and your mate (just quietly sitting side-by-side). It is a mystery, my dear.
Posted by: Gina | Tuesday, August 08, 2006 at 11:03 AM