Just add yarn

Thngs have been crazy lately. I want to go into great detail but feel like it's in my best interest to hold a bit back. Briefly, I'll say that I've been trying to deal with my daughter's father's attempts to reduce his child support and the methods by which he's trying to force me to agree. I won't badmouth him here, since that would be inappropriate in a public forum. I will say that I doubt his efforts will pay off the way he hopes but, once this is all finished, I plan on trying to accomodate his wishes as best I can. First, though, I have to fight the battle he's started. Wish me luck.

Meanwhile, there really is some peace found in knitting. It's the sameness of the stitches that both relaxes and invigorates me. I see how each stitch builds a row, and each row builds a garment, and I'm excited to continue. I imagine what the finished garment will be like, and how I'll feel when I wear it or when I present it to my loved one, and there's joy in the imagining.

The name of my blog is Paknit Button: In Case of Emergency, Just Add Yarn. I was trying to be clever with my naming (something I'm notoriously bad at), but I think, particularly now, it's a perfect name. I feel fear and worry, I pick up my yarn and needles, and I'm soothed. I finish my project, and I'm proud, and I forget my worries for a moment as I bask in the satisfaction a finished garment brings. There's no panic in that moment, only pleasure. Just add yarn.

As I worry over the current challenge with my daughter's father, I know that I can pick up my needles and yarn and there will be only that same knit and purl, made in the same way. No thrown curveballs, just thrown yarn, over and over. Thank goodness. Right now, that's about all I can take.