Clearly…

I am a master of reverse psychology.

I tell myself that I am going to work on nothing but my mother’s scarf…and I work on everything but mother’s scarf.

It has been started, but since last Thursday I’ve been swept up in the bi-monthly desire to completely reorganize my room. Every few months I manage to do a bit more to get rid of some of the clutter in my room.

Last Friday, I started by going through my closet and getting rid of everything that no longer fits or hasn’t been worn in like 2 years (there was a surprising amount in the latter category).

After that I stared around despondently for a while and tried to figure out where all this crap came from and how I was supposed to ‘organize’ it; so instead, I started my mom’s scarf – I’m not very far on it.

Last night I started working on my lace scarf again, but not my mother’s.

And today?

Today I worked on my lace scarf, and started sorting through the hundreds of pencils and pens that i have accumulated over the years.

Including about 50 pencils that haven’t even been sharpened.

And a bunch of those old jelly roll pens that barely work because the jell stuff is probably solidified. I’m trying to soak them in hot water to see if that works.

And maybe I’ll be able to get more knitting done tonight.

Or at least some writing.