Because when I’m sitting at home, sick, on the couch, it makes me feel as though I haven’t wasted a whole day.
I didn’t feel like I’d wasted time when I was a child. I felt like it was a holiday (even though I was miserable). Now, as an adult, I feel as though I’m wasting time. I got no laundry done, no vacuuming, and I did not organize the craft room like I’d planned. I sat on the couch all day and watched my husband play video games.
However, in the process I managed to get the sleeve portion done for the tiny baby sweater, so I feel as though it wasn’t entirely a wash. I like this sweater. Compared to the other sweaters I’ve knit, it’s like I’m already done! It goes so fast! I might actually have a chance of finishing it before the child has grown out of it. I don’t even mind that it’s sort of a dusty rose color, or that it is being knit in acrylic yarn (which is actually quite nice). It’s not the Socks of Eternity, so that’s good enough for me.
And then we went to see the Chickengoddess, who made a delicious fish stew, and watched the first half of Veer Zaara, and I really hope SRK doesn’t explode in this film. Really I do.