Sometimes, I just need a push to get started.
Have you ever put off something, something you really like to do?
I like to knit. I really like knitting colorwork. But I haven’t been knitting for a few weeks now. I’ve been glaring at my knitting bag. Glaring! Of all things!
But once I figured out that my colorwork pattern was going to work with the number of stitches I cast on, I’ve been happily knitting away, though not with the usual obsessive fervor. (Maybe it’s good to have a more balanced life. We’ll see how this goes.)
So, I think I wasn’t sure about the number of stitches I cast on, and I didn’t want to deal with having to count and figure it out. So I just played ostrich and put my head in the sand. Or I was a sheep and put my head in the wool? (What do sheep do anyway when they don’t want to deal with something? Hide in the herd and hope it goes away?)