One of the joys of having kids is that you have a constant reminder of how quickly time is passing and how old you’re getting (not fun, that part!). I still can’t believe my eldest is in matric. Admittedly, most of my high school friends already have grandchildren, so I’m a bit of a late bloomer in the having kids (and, mind you, adulting in general) department. Nonetheless, I am feeling the horror of having a child on the brink of adulthood (and a teeny tiny bit of excitement, but really, only a smidge, mind you). And, of course, she’s not looking forward to adulting. It must be genetic. After all, adulting can often be SO overrated!
Adulting and The Matric Gate
Along with my horror (and nanosecond-touch of excitement) comes the other rites of passage that go along with having a matriculant. Cait now gets to go in and out of the school’s main gate rather than the gates the other grades have to use. For me, this involves dealing with similarly horrified parents who are also in a race to get the hell away from the gate that reminds them that their daughters are in their final year of school and on the brink of adulting. Desperate horrified parents = frequent road rage incidents because they all have to get away from there first. A far cry from adult behaviour, if you ask me. For Cait, it means dealing with grade 8’s trying to sneak out of the main gate, and wanting to tell them how scary and overwhelming the precipice of adulthood is, and to not wish themselves there too soon.
Adulting with Matrics and driving
Which brings me to the learner-driver rite of passage. Considering the above, I’m not the best person to teach her. I would so much rather teach by example. This would mean I have to pull the wool over her eyes (off to Ravelry now to find a knitted eye mask!) and pretend that I’m a really calm, patient driver. However, she’s been in a car with me for the last 17 years so I’m not in luck there. Add to that my first driving experience which ended with the car in the middle of someone’s garden. Thank goodness houses weren’t walled-in back then. So Dad will have to do the adulting in this case and ease her into driving an automatic before arranging lessons for her in a manual (if we can convince her). I’ll be happy to pass this responsibility-buck.
Adulting, The Matric Dance & Career Choice
Matric also involves the craziness surrounding the matric dance. Lucky for me, my no-nonsense, fuss-free tomboy fell in love with the first dress she fitted…her “goddess dress”. Plain and simple, no frills or bling, and so true to her. She insists that she’ll also wear it to her valediction, her sister’s rock band show and to the mall (like she did in her princess costume when she was four). Adulting is clearly not a priority here. Gotta love her!
She is extremely literal – par for the course with a child with Aspergers/HFA. So the likelihood is extremely high that she’ll actually do two of those three – the latter two. Come to think of it, she’d do really well working at Disney Land or the Harry Potter theme park dressed up as some character. And there we go! Next rite of passage, ie career choice, is sorted, just like that!
To knit or not to knit
So, what, you may be asking dear reader, does this have to do with yarn and/or yarn crafts? Well, I’m agonising just a tad about whether or not to offer to knit her a moebius wrap, because her matric dance will be in early Autumn. However, I don’t have much time and I’m a big proponent, in general, of “underpromise and overdeliver”. I’m afraid that, in this case, I’ll overpromise and underdeliver by not getting it finished in time. Then it comes to yarn, stitch and pattern choice and whether or not to add beads. Actually, worrying about yarn, knitting/crochet related stuff and other tiny, mundane yarn-related issues means that I fill up all the “worry space” in my head, and leave no space for my horror about this matric year. Genius, if you ask me!
WIPs, Workshops at The Yarn Tree, Joburg Yarn Festival and a retreat at Thread Handed
One of the reasons I’m afraid I won’t finish it is because I have so many WIP-to-FO deadlines before May. AND I’ll be going with Yarmies friends to Thread Handed in Van Reenen the first weekend in March to do a spinning class and to chill. I’m still busy knitting up samples in various yarns for my knitting lace workshops at The Yarn Tree. I’m teaching a beginners Brioche class at the Joburg Yarn Festival on the 9th of May (Whoop, whoop! SO excited! Hope to see you there!) and I need to knit up my sample for that.
I’ve also joined the Keep Calm and Carry Yarn (KCACY) Podcast’s “Archive KCal” which wraps up (or casts off? ha ha) at the end of April. It’s a fun Knit- or Crochet-along where you have to knit a pattern that’s been in your library or faves for 3 or more years. I’ve also chosen a yarn that I’ve had for more than 3 years. I should have chosen a smaller project! But more on that next time. I know there are some other WIPs, they’re at the tips of my fingers, but I’m having a brain freeze.
It’s been slow going in the gratuitous knitting department, but I have finished a shrug called Federleichtes Cape by Nina Schweisgut (a free pattern). I knit it in SweetGeorgia Yarns CashSilk Lace, such a luxurious, decadent yarn to work with. It’s imported and sold by The Yarn Room in Pretoria. Lucky for you, Jennifer has an online shop if you’re keen to try it (or any of her other gorgeous to-die-for yarns).
I forgot how much viscose and linen stretch and it looked like a short dress by the end of the first day that I wore it. A wash and a spin in the dryer got it to exactly the fit that I wanted. I loved this pattern so much, but I might not use the stretchy bind off again that’s suggested for the armholes. I’ll definitely be knitting another, probably in lace weight. Watch this blog space!
That’s it from me, lovelies. Wishing you a fabulous rest-of-Feb and sending you warm and gentle hugs for those days when it sucks to be adulting.