A Knitter Without A Posse

Sometimes I feel like the only knitter in the universe without a group of knitter friends. I don't know how many of us lone knitters there are out there, I'm guessing a lot?

I just sometimes feel a little lonely while I slag away on my current WIP.

I hit up Abuelita's today and while they're super friendly when you go in there (and it was ungodly hot and humid in there today... or maybe it was just me?) there's always those ladies sitting at the big table chatting away about this or that. I browsed the books near the big table and while trying to find a book I liked, I overheard the conversations and I couldn't help but think, "why can't that be me?"

Then I have my days where I don't want to be bothered. I haven't decided yet if it's that I don't want to be bothered by non-knitters or just don't want to be bothered at all. Recently I've found a way to have my lunch during my work hours, then when my lunch rolls around at 1:30pm (we're on fixed lunch schedules and I'm last on the list and typically starved by that time) I can just relax and knit.

Since my job is pretty stressful at times; I mean I'm the brunt of the blame when a messenger does something inappropriate or if a customer's deposit goes missing (later to find out the dumbass bank was the one that lost it not the armored truck service that picked it up and delivered it). So I get paid to get crapped on by the general public and I find my mid-day solace with my knitting.

Then I head to the lunch room. The office building I work in was so kind as to offer up to all of us a pool table, cable tv and some nice big tables to sit at. Unfortunately they refuse to clean those tables regularly so I spend a good portion of my lunch wiping down my work space so as to not end up with someone's greasy whatever all over the bottom of my purse and/or knitting bag.

Then there's the inevitable... the non-knitters or the "I knit something once a hundred years ago and never finished it but now I'm going to drone on and on about how I should do it again, but I never have any time for that kind of thing, but oh will you teach me?! I promise I'll never bring in supplies but I'll beg you to teach me every chance I get!!"

I have to tell my story over and over again, yes I learned to knit as a young-un of about 8 to 10 years... yes I love knitting, no it doesn't occupy every ounce of my day, yes it's easy once you get the hang of it, no it's not impossible to learn, yes you have the patience you just have to try.. blah blah blah

BLAH!

I just haven't gotten to have that experience yet with a gaggle of knitters cackling on about this or that (which to me sounds like a hugely splendid idea). Those who do the work and don't make excuses... time, patience, etc.

They... just... knit...

AND DON'T BITCH... unless they decided to get one of those ungodly patterns that seemed like a good idea at the time...

I just feel as if I have a personality that doesn't necessary click with the knitter type and believe it or not I'm also painfully shy. I have been for my entire life and while I do warm up to folks pretty fast, I know there's some that think my "quirks" are bordering on psychotic... (Don't get me wrong I pride myself of my weirdness, it's what separates me from the rest... but in a group situation I don't want to be the one who everyone gives the pirate eye to)

So I guess for the time being, I'll remain as a knitter without a posse... I have my podcasts and listening to Brenda Dayne I guess in a round about way makes it feel like I have at least one person to knit with...

Thank you for listening to the "Woe Is Me Hour" you may resume your normal lives now.

Oh! And both baby blankets are done (ok one needs finishing but I'll be doing that during my lunch hour)... the girls aren't due for another 2 months... I'm so freakin' thrilled that I'm ahead of my game... I didn't think I could make it happen.

Now I'm finishing up the socks that I started for Chris last winter... I'm almost done with number one. Yippeee!!!


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