I am realizing just how obsessive I really am. If I want to put a happy spin on it, I could say that I am focused. Sometimes like an unwavering laser. I, at times, don’t balance things well. For example, there is no reason why I can’t spend part of my day making and eating a healthy breakfast and lunch. I could spend a few minutes meditating. I could take an hour or two and go to the gym and do yoga. I could spend a few hours knitting, crocheting or quilting.
My husband says I need to exercise. He’s right, I do. He says I spend all my time sitting and knitting. He’s right, I do. At least right now I do. I could balance things out, do a little bit of everything, then everything would get done a little bit. But I don’t want just a little bit of my labyrinth poncho to be done. I want the whole thing done. Now. Or as soon as possible. Not every project engages me so much, but this one is. So I sit and knit, all day, as much as I can. I don’t eat like I should. I don’t exercise like I should, or meditate. I sit and knit. Twenty-three modules to go.