A start...

I'm very good at thinking about what I should start, what I would like to be working on.  I can spend weeks and sometimes months imagining myself knitting or sewing something wonderful.  Too much internet is often the culprit, too much time reading about clever things that other people are up to.  Sometimes too much work.  Occasionally too much wine (I know not to touch knitting needles or most certainly the sewing machine after two glasses).  Often, such as in this case, the problem is that I pre-read the pattern and there is a little something different, something that will take brain cells to figure out, something I'm not used to... this tiny occurrence can lead to some major procrastination.  Well, today I got started.  As usual, it was a piece of cake once I took it one row at a time.  I feel like there is some life lesson in here that I should be learning...