Knitting here, knitting there, just knitting…

I knit, not that well, and never anything complicated, but it’s become a passion all the same. This semester I have developed the habit of knitting in a few mildly strange places. Not really just this semester (I embarrassingly was knitting while breaking up with someone last year), but for the sake of the article, I’m sticking to this fall. I will elucidate these places in due course, as well as some of my ambitions for the coming semester.

In the library—really this isn’t all that bizarre, I mean I need a study break, but I have definitely gotten some strange looks. I imagine they’re just looks of jealousy, those who wish they were knitting instead of writing a paper or studying for a final. It’s honestly a very pleasant place to knit, the quiet, the lack of interruptions, especially the Milstein green chairs, but a good nook in Avery is also very nice. 

In dining halls—again, I don’t think this is that weird, I mean mind your own business, but again, some looks. It’s just that I sometimes have my knitting with me, and if I’m by myself, waiting for my food to digest before I go for seconds, then I might as well get a few rows done. 

In therapy—whatever helps you cope, I guess.

On the train—arguably the most normal of all of these, but feels the weirdest for me. I suppose just because it’s the most transient, and knitting feels like a sitting in place kind of thing. I definitely see others knit and crochet on the train but something about it sometimes feels a little weird.

During a choir concert (that I was in)—it wasn’t during my own set, if you will, but while another choir was performing…but I was sitting directly behind them, in full view of the audience. It wasn’t even my own project, but a scarf someone else was working on, and their hands had gotten sore, so I took over.

In office hours—I think my professor thought I was going a little crazy, but sometimes you just get that itch. I recently dream about knitting, and sometimes during the day there’s just a need—and it’s not like I can’t talk or concentrate on anything else, it’s really just to keep my hands busy.

During a Bwog meeting—it’s also a pretty sedentary thing, so like, why not? And I did get inspired by an editor who was knitting, so it’s more or less acceptable. I did have one of those weird massive zoom out, seeing myself in third person moments where I was just thinking what am I doing right now? Hence the addition to this list.

Now for a few aspirations for next semester.

Onstage during Orchesis—if you see someone knitting during Orchesis, know it’s a part of the show. 

While my own choir is performing—I wonder how long it’d take for Gail to notice, part of me thinks she wouldn’t

In my sleep—I think I can train myself to get there, right? 

During an exam—just to show how confident in my knowledge I really am…I guess there’s still opportunities to do that this semester…I’ll report back later.

During a presentation—I think it would be kind of epic tbh.

While pitching a knitting article—wait—I already did this one!

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