Today has been different. The first clue for Mystery Stole 3 was released. I put the little one down for her nap and cast on.
It's my first lace project and I really had to concentrate on each stitch, no daydreaming for me this afternoon. But it was strangely comforting knowing that a large percentage of three thousand people world over were knitting the same stitches as I was. It was like coming home, familiar surroundings in a strange place.
I am not a joiner. Never have been, never will be. I've never had lots of friends, usually just a few very close mates. I join forums, each time swearing that I'll be one of those people who seem to spend every waking moment posting humerous answers to other peoples woes. But each time I join, I realise that I have absolutely nothing of interest to say so I do what I do in real life...blend into the background and keep my mouth shut.
If this sense of belonging, even a sense of community continues, I can tell that I shall be joining lots of knit-a-longs. I feel all warm and fuzzy!
But, knowing me, it will all wear off pretty damn quick and this time next week I'll be posting about how much this knit-a-long lark annoys me! That's me...fickle, fickle, fickle!!