Two things have taken place recently that wouldn’t have been a general possibility — maybe not even a remote likelihood — a year ago. A year ago, when I was still coming down from the terrible, wonderful glee of finishing my thesis, the idea that I could take up a hobby and have a lick of life or energy left at the end of the day to pursue it was an abstract one. A thing I could aspire to, but not logically achieve. Not when work days were a minimum of nine hours, not when every spare moment outside those hours was spent pondering the sixty-plus-thousand words of my thesis.
I still have those words, but I don’t have a nine-hour workday. And now I have a hobby — knitting — that I can manage to do more than once or twice a year. The thread of wool I’m crafting into a hat, then unravelling and starting again when it comes out too small, connects me through a line of women (and at least one man I know) along the South Shore and across the province, to my sisters and my mom and the women who sit in living rooms and coffee shops with friends and tea and gossip.
I have learned, or rather re-learned because these are skills I knew when I was small, about knits and pearls and such things. So far. There’s a daunting book everyone seems to have about the various hundreds of types of knit stitches which, when I picked it up off my sister’s coffee table, made me cringe.
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I’m relearning knitting, but I’m learning about home renovation. That is the second surprising thing. I’ve become a homeowner, a small bungalow with a big lot and a bigger meaning to me, and I’m taking the visions that fill glossy magazines and show after show on HGTV to a DIY extreme. I’m learning how words like strut and drywall can upend my life and my bank account, and at a certain point this week I couldn’t raise my arms higher than my ears for the time I spent sanding walls.
There’s a lot that’s new, a lot that’s unexpected. But the sky is still blue and the sun is getting warmer and I’m making my home an art and I knit and I sand, as I pearl and I paint.