For the sake of my health, it was the sensible thing to do.
And it was the hardest fucking day of my life!
I’ve been crocheting almost non-stop for the last few weeks. It’s a great diversion and allows me just to focus on my stitches and not panic about… everything. I usually listen to an audiobook or some soft jazz and just chill. Normally after a couple of days of stitching up a storm, I would get a stiff shoulder or my fingers and wrists would hurt too much to keep going, and I kept waiting for it to happen but it didn’t. Until two days ago when my shoulder crunched. I’m fighting an old injury here from my retail days of hauling boxes for a living, the pain was awful and my fingers started to swell and ache. Thus I had to admit defeat.
Recovery is Hard
I woke, stiff and achy, but my hands were itching to get crafting. I’ve been so inspired lately I just keep thinking of great projects to work on. But I needed a break. So I read on the kindle and a real physical book (hard to do while crocheting, hence audiobooks), watched some TV (hard to do while not crocheting) and horror of horrors I tidied my house (a bit). I felt like such a wee crochet junkie, I even had to console myself by holding a hook and ordering some more yarn!
Well now that that is behind me for the time-being, I’m planning projects especially single-ball blankets and scarves as I’m hoping to build up a wee stash of made things and to eventually launch an etsy shop to sell my products once lockdown is over. I get pretty good feedback and I’ve had people interested in what I make but as much as I gift things sometimes, it would be nice for the value to be appreciated too.
This is a snippet of how I’m coping in lockdown, how’s everyone else getting on? Picked up any new hobbies or rediscovered old ones? Let me know all about it in the comments below!