Not a lot of knitting

I think I'm suffering from Kid Exhaustion.

As I wrote that, Jasmine woke up, sweaty, curly-haired and crying. They're both a bit sick. Just a little bit snotty... but enough to make them unhappy little creatures. So I've been a tired and grouchy mum, even though my hubby's home on holidays.

I almost bought myself this yesterday

but I'm on a yarn diet. Sigh. It probably would have made me feel better, having it to look at, but all the WIP's I have on the shelf are making me feel a bit bad. It's not that I'm not allowed to have as many Works In Progress as I like (it's my hobby). It's just that I don't want to work on anything. I want to start new stuff. lol.

I keep not sleeping well, so that by the time the kids are in bed I'm so tired I can't knit. I've been enjoying working on the Ishbel, but the other night I spent an hour doing one row. It's an easy repetitive lace pattern, but I kept half-falling asleep in the middle of a stitch. When I got to the middle, I couldn't find my place. Between looking at the pattern and looking at my hands to see where I was up to, I'd forget what I just read. Hopeless. Must have spent 15 minutes there in limbo. I had almost finished the 250-odd stitch row when I realized I'd forgotten a few stitches about 100 stitches ago, and I had to tink.

On the subject of tinking, I think I'm going to have to rip back most of what I've done on Jasmine's Bunnyhop Sweater. The whole body is done, but I've apparently used different dye-lots that are now quite obvious! Anyone know how to overdye tencel/acrylic? I might just make it all dark brown or something.

I'd like to go on holidays! Those naughty little kids are driving me slightly cranky! If Byron is grumpy, he'll throw a tantrum and then bawl for 10 minutes (instead of just asking for the toast he left on his high chair), and if he's happy he runs around screeching. Jasmine's not at the tantrum age yet, but she insists on wiping her nose on me, and won't vomit unless I'm cuddling her first. Yuk.

My long-suffering husband reminds me that I'm just tired and I've got what the kids have, and now that he's on holidays I can have some sleep-ins and more "time off". He also made me a holey sock-blocker out of a spare piece of ceiling lining.


Now they're both awake, and I'm going to go get them drinks. I really do love the little monkeys, but sometimes I just need to ...erm... remind myself! lol.