I made this little guy yesterday just because I felt a sudden need to crochet a toy. I wanted it to be small (to use up this colourful scrap yarn), easy and fast, and so I chose Three Little Cats pattern by Sarah Lyons. It’s the Daddy Cat – there is also Mummy Cat and their Kitten in the collection, but I’m yet to crochet them when I have scraps of some different colourful and cheerful yarn.
The kitty is standing on my desk, watching me as I’m typing this, and I’m really curious how long it’s going to take before Ciri kidnaps it and claims it as her own 😉
Not a knitting-related post – just some photo memories from my springtime holiday in Poland.
First of all: unlike last year, the weather this time was just awesome! No return of winter, just sun and 20-25 degrees Celsius, which for me is the perfect temperature. It’s warm but comfortable, without the need to wear thick clothes but the evenings can still get a little chilly which is a perfect excuse to wear some knitted garments or shawls 🙂
Winter came to Ireland. An actual, snowy winter that put all the country on lockdown. Schools, workplaces, post, public transport of all kinds (from planes to buses and trains), shops and restaurants – everything has been closed since Wednesday. Today is the first day when it almost doesn’t snow and some shops are open again. And that’s what happens when people can go shopping again after a couple of days:
Goodbye, creepy hotel room, and goodbye Brussels! I’m back home and it’s so awesome to be here again!
It’s been such a strange week. The work meetings were intense as always, but I think they went really well. There was also some socializing in the evenings which kept me out of my hotel room for a few hours after work. And all the nights I slept with the light on, which is something I never do – in fact I can’t remember leaving the light on even as a child. But look at these photos and tell me that you wouldn’t feel weird there? Especially considering that these 2-storey rooms are located in a totally different part of the hotel than all the “normal” rooms, and to go there you have to climb very narrow stairscase and walk through an old, isolated and dark corridor.
It’s the time of the year when I visit Brussels again. Unlike in September, when I take part in the training at the beginning of each new working season, the winter panel meeting is filled with arguing intense discussions and can be quite exhausting. We start at 9 each day (for 4 days total) and finish in the evening, in theory around 6 p.m. but it’s never true – we usually stay much longer. Plus we always have a “European party” one of the evenings when we eat and drink food and wine typical for the country of each person in the team. Since we have nearly all European nationalities represented in our team, it’s a very interesting experience! And as for me, I usually bring some whiskey-based Irish sweets – fudge or chocolates. They’re a nice change after all the cheese and hams and other salty snacks 🙂
Warning: this is going to be a lengthy venting post with some soul searching from me. Not knitting related.
The beginning of the new year has been difficult for me. Not that anything happened, surprisingly we are both healthy (finally!), the Boyfriend is back home and things are just fine. But emotionally I’ve been struggling and my mood is very far from good.
I think it’s caused by a few different factors combined. Surely my poor health last year has contributed: when I look back I can see that in fact I’ve been feeling sick since my visit to Poland in April. I’d had a cold there which had triggered other chronic issues, and then like a real snowball effect one thing has followed another. Not being able to do much outside of home, cancelling plans all the time and feeling weak and fatigued for months definitely doesn’t help me stay positive.
It’s the last week before Christmas and we haven’t really planned anything yet, meals included, but I’m feeling absolutely relaxed and stress-free about that. The only plan we’ve made was to go to the south of Ireland this week for a few days since we haven’t really had any kind of holidays this year. The plan included a stay in a SPA hotel, and I’ve been really looking forward to soaking in the Jacuzzi and sweating all the stress of the year in the sauna. In addition, we’ve planned a couple of interesting places to see. And guess what? That’s right, I’m sick again! I really don’t know what’s going on with me this year, I can’t recall anything like that since childhood when I used to be sick all the time but tonsillectomy took care of it. There is nothing left to remove now though so this solution is no longer an option 😉 Anyways, I am trying to cancel the reservation today and hopefully reschedule the stay to January but it may be tricky since the hotel has 48 hours cancellation policy and we were supposed to go there on Friday. I hope they will consider my argument that checking in starts at 4 p.m. (so I’m not in the 48 hours window yet) and won’t make me pay for a cancelled stay.
Well, to sum it up, I just gave up on making plans and stressing out about them. Luckily my wonderful Other Half has offered to prepare all our Christmas meals this year (usually we both prepare something from our national cuisine) and of course my Mum has added some yummy food to her Christmas gift package, so we won’t starve. I think my Mum secretly believes that I don’t have anything to eat here, even though I’ve gained weight and keep reminding her that there are two Polish stores in my neighbourhood, not to mention the huge shopping centre just across the street!
I really don’t want to turn this blog into my health-related ranting space. I promise that’s not my hidden agenda 😉 But these days are dominated by health and illness issues for me and my life is largely organised around them so it’s difficult to avoid this topic… However, to prove that I’m still all about yarn, above is the sneak peak of my current WIP 😉 And this post is going to end more on a more cheerful note than it starts!
My visit to Brussels was short but intense. The kick-off meeting lasted a day and a half, and then I had a few hours before the evening return flight. Since the weather was really nice, I dropped my suitcase at the train station locker and went for a little trip around the centre of the city.