Deadlines

Being a working woman all my adult life, I am accustomed to deadlines. Now retired, I secretly think I miss those deadlines.

While working, busy, stressed, short of time, I was often exposed to motivational speakers who would say inane things like "All dead lines are self-imposed." " All stress is self-induced."

HAH! They obviously didn't know my manager.

But now, there is no one to impose deadlines on me, for me. No work schedule that requires a certain accomplishment by a certain date. All my deadlines, now, are, indeed, self-imposed. But impose them I do.

That is why, I am frantically knitting these.

Socks for my sister.

As you maybe know, I don't often knit for anyone but myself. But while visiting my sister in Peterborough last spring - yes - months ago - I dragged her to the new yarn store in town - Needles In the Hay. While there I suggested she pick out some yarn and I would make her something. Whatever she wanted. She chose Austermann Step with Aloe for a pair of socks.

Number one was finished on the weekend. Number two - I have a self-imposed deadline of Thanksgiving Sunday. It's hard to teach an old dog knitter new tricks. But it's good stress. Really.