January was a month of knitting hats and scarves, taking pictures on the very-manual analogue camera, and attempting to convince myself to keep regular work hours. I was very successful at the first of these.
A Scotty Hat for MrJ, modeled on the one worn by Simon Pegg in the recent Trek reboot, because it's Toronto in January.
A scarf for MrJ, because although he loves his Dr. Who Scarf and wears it on the coldest of cold days, a 15.5 ft. scarf is impractical for his crowded subway commute most of the time.
Another Scotty Hat for me, because I keep stealing his when I go out without him.
The re-done hat-which-will-have-kickass-expensive-trim, the one that came out way too large the
Yet another hat for me, this one an Urchin. Because it's Toronto in January, and one cannot have enough of these things.
For some reason, the last three things I've knit for myself have been shades of green. I have no explanation.
I was moderately successful at the second item, taking more pictures on the new analogue camera. The last couple rolls have been B&W 120 film.
How to Climb Without Stairs
As for the last thing, keeping regular work hours, I've been somewhat less successful, but it hasn't been a total wash. Some days I feel like I'm treading water on the Big D, some days I'm moving backwards, and some days I'm clawing my way forward by my flimsy, flaking fingernails. Ford has been doing his part, of course, to make sure I take regular breaks.
Taken by MrJ. I'm the one buried under the cat.
I'll get there. One stitch at a time, one shutter click at a time, one word at a time.
Yeah, and how long with that take to get?
