I picked up some yarn on Saturday to knit a few dishcloths.

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No one wants any dishcloths. And I won’t use them*. And the start of first one is kind of wonky because my hands are remembering how to hold even tension on the yarn. But I wanted something to do on our flight to and from Alaska, and after dinner, to keep my hands busy. And a dishcloth is a good place to start to remind my hands what to do, before I try something more complicated.

And yay, my hands remembered how to knit! I haven’t knitted anything since January, and I was excited to remember how to do it (again) without having to look anything up.

I’m also thinking about buying a copy of Shoe Dog: A Memoir by the Creator of Nike to read on the plane. Has anyone read it?

*Mica suggested saving them for gifts (pair with soap!) – which I probably will (well, if they turn out okay, ha!).