Once I came home, I continued to think about the RRA. It occurred to me that I could resurrect it and give the finished product to my nephew. I wanted to get ABM's opinion on the idea, so I looked up an old post I had written about the afghan to show him a picture of it. Wow! Not a lot has changed for me in four years. I have the same UFOs sitting in my garage. I still have problems with my gauge. I still can't bear to rip out a project, even if I don't think I will ever finish it. I'm still having trouble sticking to an exercise plan.
In my fantasies of a perfect life, knitting and exercise are a priority. They are a part of the well-rounded person that I imagine I am. In reality, I think more than I do. I think about writing instead of putting words on the page. I flip through knitting magazines rather than picking up the needles. I actually feel healthier just from reading about healthy lifestyles, even though I haven't moved an inch! Thinking and planning are good ideas for most people, but maybe I need to think less and move more.
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