I can be easily distracted.
I discovered (realized) that I began several projects this week without really noticing. The good news is: I actually finished some.
This hat was for my brother (IL), adapted from this pattern from HelloYarn. I reduced the amount of skulls (which likely reduced the warmth a little) just to keep it subtle.
Fabulous project for learning new things - there was some fair-isle which led to continental knitting so I could keep my strands straight, a provisional cast-on which should not be done in anything fuzzy, and the belief that circular needles were invented by a demon who should be stabbed with my double-points. Repeatedly. :-)
I can remember the most bizarre and useless snippets of information that were gleaned during my formative years. Stephanie S's birthday is May 6th. I haven't seen her since high school. We weren't close. Emma Thompson guest-starred on Cheers and her character's phone number was 555-6792. And the names of obscure tv movies and the actors who starred in them. (That last one did actually prove useful when one of those actors walked into a restaurant where I worked. But nobody else knew him. They looked at me with does-elvis-talk-to-you eyebrow. So not THAT useful..) And YET, I spend hours looking for my car keys and need to read addresses and directions several times before they stick.
There was a focus that came with childhood that I wish I had retained to this day. OR that I'd had the interests I have now, then. The retention-ability bestowed on children but aimed at astrophysics or multiple languages.... ! (Insert audible sigh here) It almost seems like a waste.
What was I talking about?
I like candy. Wanna ride bikes?