Back to the grindstone today.

We've organised some sort of working day, and I get 3 hours in the afternoon by myself. Just those 3 hours, and there's no guarantee I'll have free head space at that time - being a mum doesn't work like that. Anything else I need to do, like update the website or help out on the Ravelry group has to fit in around Aran and quite honestly, I'm struggling. There's a rotten grey cloud above my head right now, telling me that today at least it's all too much.


It's no secret that I'm not a girly girl. I do have a make-up box of sorts, one that collects rather a lot of dust. I haven't been to a hairdresser in years and nail varnish hasn't hit these hands since I was about 5 years old. I scrub up ok, but scrub up rarely.

It's also no secret that I can be a bit anal about details. Y'know, the little stuff. It often goes unmentioned but I do have an uncanny knack for spotting just about everything, the sort of things you'd rather folk didn't see. And if it's something I've created, those little things end up bugging me something rotten! (just call me a perfectionist)

So I've been doing lots of this:


And using rather a lot of this:


This is all very uncharacteristic, but if I don't go to these lengths then the photos in the book will look awful - my messy hands will spoil it all! My hands were manically manicured before each tutorial shoot for Going Straight and I think it paid off - it's one of those things that you don't notice if done well, but not done at all sticks out a mile, y'know? It doesn't bother me that I don't have the smoothest hands but there's something about photographing them that makes them look worse... folk want to see clear details in a tutorial shot and don't want to be distracted by the peripheral stuff.

I can't wait for this book to be finished. When I'm absorbed in it I mostly enjoy it, yet sitting here looking at what needs to be done is making me miss the summer we haven't had yet. I'll push on, and aim for some time later in the year to relax. I'm seriously going to give myself a break once this one is finished. Sure, there's 'Twisted Woolly Toppers' that needs to be finished, but compared to this Kitchener book it'll be a breeze.

Next time I blog about some kooky idea for a book, give me a kick to remind me that time out is needed, ok?

AuthorWoolly Wormhead