My good buddy insomnia has been around since before I developed a taste for coffee, but I'm sure that it doesn't help me sleep overall.
For the past several weeks, I've been sitting at about 5 hours of sleep. In an effort to add an hour or two of sleep to my day, I've scaled back. I'm now at about 2 cups of drip coffee per day. Oh coffee, how I miss you.
I'm wondering if my willingness to drink only 2 cups of coffee has anything to do with the following changes.
- Husband picked out the coffee- which means he went for a standby at Costco, vs. one of my more preferred blends.
- I recently switched from milk in my coffee to coconut milk.- I'm trying to consume less dairy.
I'm going to have to stew on if I want to continue with the coconut milk in my coffee. I think if the underlying coffee was better, I'd find some more happiness with the coconut milk.
As for knitting. I didn't even TOUCH yarn yesterday. I have like 8 works in progress, but to be really honest ALL of them are boring to me. I need something that will light my hands on fire. Or I could grow up a little and realize that I don't have to be like wildly excited about everything I'm working on. But COME ON MAN, can't I just be excited about one thing at this time?
Or maybe I should just let my WIPs stew and focus on spinning up some of my roving. I've got a good chunk of combed top wool in both red and white, a big bag of fawn colored alpaca and some yak blend, all of which are dying to be spun. I need to finish the combed top and then Navajo ply it and then find some reason to knit it. When I bought that combed top, my thought was to make my husband a Badger hat. So maybe I will.
I think as a general rule, I need to set a day that I spin so I'm always spinning something. And so that I'm improving my skills.
I also need to really work on some Craftsy classes that I picked up a few weeks ago, including a class lead by the delightful Lucy Neatby. I saw Lucy speak at a Madison Knitter's Guild meeting and I have SUCH a knitter's crush on her. And most especially on her skill. Because
LOOK AT THIS
She's a freaking genius.
And this:
I don't even want to say I want to be Lucy when I grow up because I don't think I have the chops. I'd settle for being good enough to knit that blanket up there. Someday.
*photos are lifted from Lucy Neatby's site for the pure fangirl nature of my affection for her*
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