I have a confession to make.
For the past week, I’ve been bringing my knitting along with me to work so that I can have something to do on the 25 minute subway trip.
And for the past week, I’ve marched over to the subway stop, all excited for pre-work happy knitting times to start the day, until I step on the subway, sit down, and decide that there are too many people who would look at me funny and that I’m just too self-conscious to pull out my knitting.
Cue 25 minutes of playing Cribbage on my phone and telling myself that card games are better than yarns anyway.
Well, today I decided to stop being stupid. I slid into an empty seat, glanced around and noticed that everyone was staring blankly into space with huge Monday bags under their eyes, and whipped out my knitting project and clicked away for 25 minutes.
Of course, this sudden burst of confidence could also be explained by the large portly man who sat next to me, essentially blocking me from everyone’s view. 🙂