Hi Thursday Knitters,

That was such a nice welcome I received Thursday night. I am so glad I felt well enough to visit. It is good to be back amongst the yarn-aholics. My knitting desire returned full force on the ride home. I think that you might enjoy the story of how I got my knitting mojo back.

First I have to tell you that I have not been knitting much. I have been having neck problems that are aggravated with activity that requires my head bent down, knitting, reading, sewing etc. The nerve blocks have helped. I have two easy, small projects from February that still are on the needles. And with the grand baby coming, I have to get the mojo to start knitting all the patterns that Alyssa marked for me to knit.

To make this story interesting, you have to know that I am still in the process of redecorating the family room. It has been on hold for about a year and it'll probably take another year to complete. Once I was able to tolerate shopping, I finally found a sofa I like. It is longer than the old one, so the bookshelf had to go. On her last visit home, Alyssa took the bookshelf, so all my books are in boxes. Knitting and spinning magazines are in piles on the floor awaiting a new home. I am trying to get rid of stuff as all my storage is new two new dressers Dennis built. Books and magazines are too heavy to put in drawers. Anyway, all my yarn is in the drawers. I guess I hoping the books and magazines will magically put themselves away. Now you have the background for the following story.

On Thursday I woke up quite stiff, uncomfortable and miserable . Things did not get better after taking my regular medications, so I decided to take a Vicodin and get into a hot bath. While getting dressed, I decided to go to Knit Wits and visit everyone. I brought along two baby projects that have been on the needles for weeks. I should be able to finish them both in a couple of hours.

While driving down 62, I begin to squirm trying to find a position that would make my hips stop yelling at me. I realized that I probably should not be going anywhere, maybe I was being too hasty and didn't think about how miserable of a day I was having earlier. I had the next few days to rest before I have a commitment, so I forged ahead. Once I could see all the Thursday Knitters around the table, all pain subsided. As I was gabbing with Marlene, I could feel the Vicodin take hold.

After eating, gabbing and knitting until I came to a stopping point, I started looking at the books and magazines on the table. Every pattern was gorgeous and I just had to have it. I ended up buying the book, "Boutique Knits" and two magazines, "Vogue" with the knitted bracelets on the cover and "Interweave Knits", the holiday gift issue. I usually don't buy books as I don't have space to store them. My criteria for buying books/mags is that I will knit up 2-3 patterns in each and I found many patterns in each that I must knit.

On the ride home, I was talking up a storm with myself, yes, out loud! "I have my mojo back, yew-hoo". It felt so good to get that knitting inspiration back. My head was just swarming with patterns and yarns. I started organizing a list of what I would knit and when. "I'm back!" "Herrrrrre's Janey, she's back!" Me, (impersonating Jack Nicholson), looking through a pile of yarn instead of a chopped up wooden door, what a sight!!

Once I go home, I went on-line to look up Nashua Knits. They are introducing a new magazine and the sweater on the advertisement says "that's a Jane sweater". Jani and Marlene both agree. While I am searching all their patterns in the numerous books in print, I see many projects with my name on them. I can't afford all those books! It's two in the morning and I was still looking, I gotta get to bed.

The next morning, I walk into the family room and see a mess of knitting stuff and some sewing stuff. Piles of knitting and spinning magazines on the floor. Boxes of books stacked next to them. Numerous plastic, paper, cloth and knitted bags are hanging on coat hooks and door knobs, in addition to being propped up against chairs. All these bags hold some kind of knitting paraphernalia, and there's a bag of things for Jackie and a bag of books to go back to the guild library. I haven't found a spot for the stuff I bought at Kay's last week, I look around and tell myself that I've got to clean up. I admonish myself, "where am I going to put all this and then I had to go and buy more, jeez Jane".

I have my coffee, put on i-Tunes and play "Spider", trying to ignore the morning stiffness and pain. Caffeine kicks in and I begin to think about my knitting trip last night. I look at one of the magazines I left on the computer table. Yeah, that looks like a Jane sweater, even in my favorite dark purple, but I don't want to knit it. Do I really need another dark purple sweater? I begin to focus my thoughts away from yarn and knitting. I eat breakfast, take a bath, get dressed. I'm moving slowly and feeling like a semi-truck ran over me in the middle of the night. As I try to put all the knitting stuff in some king of order, I again think about my knitting trip last night. I ask myself why I felt so inspired last night and today I don't have an ounce of mojo. What's up with that? I keep thinking about it and finally go over my day beginning with my morning coffee, once I recall the day and the gabbing with Marlene, (refer to paragraph 5) I figure it out......My knitting mojo was that darn Vicodan!!!!