I think the title says it all. I have several works in progress and working on any of them feels like I’m doggedly plodding along rather than making progress and I’m not enjoying myself. It took an entire evening of knitting just to turn the heel on the first of the Finn-ish Socks. My hand is inside; it’s really not this distorted-looking:


Off I go to the park for some open-air knitting or spinning until the wind kicks up.