Looking at this project, I feel deeply miserable. From the casting on of the brim to now, it’s been more than a year! Meanwhile, Rowan 4-ply wool was discontinued, if I was not mistaken. Also in the mean time, I finished my overburdened 5th year of undergrad, graduated, returned to SNC-Lavalin for summer work, and finally, started grad school. When I casted on for this hat, I had short hair. Now I wear a medium long ponytail, and would be more appropriate to wear earmuffs in the soon coming winter (before I decide what to do with me hair). Youth will be gone soon. I want to catch its tail.
I have to admit that my fever of knitting is gradually cooling down (but never ended). I am no longer longing for the latest issue of Rowan, or IK, or VK. My stash inventory proves that I haven’t been to a yarn store for decades.
As I am getting older, I found I am getting more interested in skincare and cosmetics (i.e. how to camouflage my never disappearing dark circles and how to relief my itchy, redness-prone sensitive skin). In the summer time I was really drawn into NARS blushes and collected quite a bunch. Then my passion for these coral, dusty rose, peachy, pinky shimmery colours suddenly gone away. Recently I put my focus into classics and cultural topics (very random), currently enjoying reading Notre-Dame de Paris and Histoire de la Cuisine Bourgeoise (of course in Chinese translations). I feel like getting old… and got so excited the day before when a student in my Statics class came and asked if I understand linear algebra etc… I was confused about why she asked this but evenly realized that she thought I was her classmate. Isn’t that thrilling when you are in first year masters, people think you are a freshman?
Didn’t do any weight loss activities since school started. Hmm… I think I should work harder for the last 6 to 7 pounds. But with all the work that I need to be finished asap, I have no mood to go to the gym (excuses??) In fact, I am an ostrich; sometimes I hide my head, daydream and procrastinate.
I just found that going to grad school means proceeding to a more isolated life. I do like my work, but at least at this stage working towards a master degree is not essential because in the future I want to be a housewife, not a bridge engineer. I have that type of feeling since the beginning of this year. I can image myself keeping a sweet and cozy home, working busily in front of a sewing machine, relaxing while knitting a pair of socks, or maybe feeding the kids (haha…). Of course, it would be perfect if I can open a small shop selling creative little things of my design.
Ok, I know I should stop dreaming, and go back to work, NOW!
