OK so I don't really have any new knitting to report. Everything looks pretty much the same. The purple sock is still purple, Lady Eleanor slowly plugs along, and I am getting ready to start Arwen soon.
But I was cleaning the kitchen and thinking about "sweater worthiness" and relationships in general, (don't ask me why, I don't know) when it occurred to me that we (we meaning some women, not all women, and as a society, not as any one individual. I don't mean to presume, it's just how I see things) are so quick to give our bodies to a relationship when we wouldn't give them the time of knitting them a sweater.
And it makes me think.
My body is so much more important than the time I spend knitting something.
Perhaps this a view that come with the wisdom of life experience and older age, but I wanted to share it.
If a man (or woman as the case may be) is not worthy of hand knit sweater from you, then is he really worthy of your body? It certainly makes me rethink my views on certain things, because I have been involved with men whom I wouldn't have knit an I-cord for, much less a sweater.
As for my current relationship with shmoo, I knit him stuff all the time. Many hats for instance, that I know he will love, appreciate, and quickly lose. I knit and give them freely to him, as I do for everyone else I love. So I am not worried about where we are headed, because I know that he is worthy.
Just something to think about.
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That is something to ponder. I only knit for people I know will really appreciate what I give them. My hubby, for instance, tells me every time he wears socks I knit him and how much he loves them. He is so worthy.....My dad also - I knit him thick, big socks for his home office in the basement - he sends me emails from his feet thanking me for keeping them toasty....again - worthy...
You know, that *is* an interesting thought.
I've knit my cutie some scarves, I've offered hats and mitts (he doesn't want), but I haven't gotten to the sweater stage yet.
I had to veto his request for a face mask, but that was out of love, not lack of it.
Now there's a way to eliminate the jerks that I can get behind!
It's sort of a more contemporary way of looking at the sweater curse. You know, the one that says if you knit for a non-spouse romantic partner, when the last stitch ends, so will the relationship. Of course, now-a-days, it is common to have "marital relations" with someone other than a spouse, and less common to knit for someone. I like the thought of applying similar tests to both!
xoxox
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