Mild whinging.

[amysuemom]

I am knitting a mystery shawl (you get a clue every week) and it's lace and involves what will eventually be 3000+ seed beads and it's difficult but fun and it's making me a bitch to my family.  It seems silly to have a hobby that alienates my family.  My intention is to work on the crazy-making stuff when I'm alone or they're asleep or something

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[amysuemom]

"I think you should continue "being a bitch" until you no longer have to sneak your hobby in after everyone has gone to bed. You shouldn't have to act like a teenager smoking pot in the back toolshed in order to get some time to yourself."

I'm glad you wrote this and especially the line above because that's exactly how I find myself feeling. I'll hang tough.

It reminds me of when the kids were small and especially when Em was. I remember feeling guilty for leaving her (safe, fed,changed etc.) long enough for a shower, let alone reading a a page or two of a book or knitting. I eventually got over that, but I see that the way I did that was to "go out" . When John is on deck as primary caregiver I would go out with a friend, or go out to knit with the knit group or go out to a movie etc. So, I still haven't made great strides at teaching John or the kids that when i am home I am sometimes not available for trivial drama.

It should be noted that John felt bad about all the interruptions her and the kids gave me last night and suggested I go to the WEBS sale in Amherst this morning. I am sorely tempted although what with gas being so expensive it seems like a huge indulgence (but sheep! fleece! fiber! a new plying head for my wheel at 20% off!)

[dda]

It should be noted that John felt bad about all the interruptions her and the kids gave me last night...

I can only speculate that this isn't a Freudian slip but a mere typo of some kind. :-P