You think you've had a productive week. You think you've accomplished a small something worth feeling good about. And then you watch a player in her grand slam debut upset the #12 seed and you hear that she was born in 1999. And suddenly you feel just a little bit lazy and unambitious.
That's what happens when you watch sports as you get older, I suppose. But I'll leave the tennis prodigy-ing to CiCi Bellis and watch her as I make progress on my knitting and spinning. And I have made progress. I finally blocked my Mittacles, so now I just have the pesky task of weaving all of the ends in:
My Vlad Helsing is moving along as well. I've gone through the chart nearly three of the prescribed four times:
Aside from the momentary confusion with the placement of the repeat on two of the rows, I've really enjoyed this. My only worry is that it won't use up enough of my yarn to get to the color change in the skein that starts a little late.
So, do young upstart athletes, movie stars, or other random celebrities ever make you feel lazy? Or are you confident in your awesomeness? For more WIP Wednesdays, go to Tami's Amis.