Obsessions

By Sarah

Okay, I have a problem. Yesterday, I received two gorgeous skeins of this, Rowan Kid Silk Haze Creation, each of which will make a scarf in an hour, and I still hit the Knitting Studio to pick up some Rowan Lima to make a slouchy hipster beanie for one of Sam's skiing friends. 

Hey,it's not like I don't have projects going. For starters, there's this NoroStriped Scarf (my mindless project) here:

Also, this. A far more complicated set of stranded mittens. (For when I can concentrate.)

Oh, I'm sorry. Did I forget to mention the book due in May and another proposal I'm working on for a complicated adult novel? 

What's wrong with me? Wait, you don't have to answer. I'm obsessed.

Obsessed sounds fun. One of the selling points of Angry Birds is, "You'll be obsessed! Addictive fun!" In reality, however, obsessions are love/hate monsters (monkeys?) who barge into our lives and start running the show. Honestly, I LOVE writing. It, too, is an obssession. But I also LOVE knitting and reading this Bitch Who Will Not Be Named:

Ooops! She writes for TLC, doesn't she? Sorry, Joshilyn. I totally take it back about the Will Not Be Named part.

And when I'm not reading or knitting or writing, I'm taking care of HIM. Oh, sure, he LOOKS calm now, snoozing away. But you've never been in my house around three p.m. when he starts stretching and whining and talking about how he needs to go for a walk - NOW! You've never tried to work in a kitchen with Fred at your feet eyeing your every move, just hoping you'll mess up and drop a piece of chicken, a steak bone, a whole hog.

Which is why I drink this when I cook: 

Yes, I love wine. There, I said it! Vodka, scotch, beer, whatever do nothing for me. I could care less. But a glass of wine while cooking dinner is one of life's pure joys though I know I'd be a lot thinner without it. Then again, I'd be a lot thinner without the dinner, too.

And when dinner's done, nothing's better than relaxing in a deep leather chair that - you're gonna laugh - reclines. I LOVE RECLINERS! There, I said THAT, too! I love the satisfaction of leaning back and putting your feet out. I love curling up in them and reading. If I ruled the world, there'd be recliners everywhere.

Finally, my last obsession - this bed, a king size with some memory foam top. We've had it for two years and I swear it is almost impossible to leave on a cold winter's morning.

So, these are my obssessions. They're not illegal. Not dangerous. (Except maybe the wine...and the yarn which are killing my savings.) But without them I'm pretty sure I'd have a lot more time for the one obsession that really matters....writing.

Sarah....