While to the outside the world, the Princess seems a calm, magnaminous ruler, inside she is a roiling stressbox. How often have I, as Her regent, had to deal with unpredictable rages and infantile tears! As stress leaks from one person to another like a zombie virus, so I, too, am now stressed.

How does a Royal Regent deal? We knit. Last time I blogged, I wrote about Cheat Knitting. Now that I’ve actually finished a number of projects I had to do–though not all of them by any means–I still find myself knitting like mad. When Her Royal Lady isn’t screaming at me, I knit. Knit and purl. K2tog. Ssk. M1. And all the rest. For stress knitting, I mostly turn to stockinette. Sweet, simple stockinette soothes moi’s shattered nerves. There have been quite a few studies out there that prove that knitting–or any other repetitive activity–physically lowers stress. It’s even used as therapy for mental illness.

So there is indeed a method to my madness, or should I say, a pattern.

Check out my current knitterly form of lithium: Ysolda Teague’s Ishbel, created in Little Red Bicycle’s stunningly awesome Cthulthu Hipster sock yarn. I love the little flashes of brightness, like phantom lights peeking out of a eerie green fog…

Stress much? Unload your burden in the comments, and tell us how knitting has saved your sanity–or ruined it.

While to the outside world the Princess may present an eerily calm demanor, inside she is a roiling ball of stress. I, as Her regent, have to deal with her inexplicable rages and infantile tears. That girl is a red-hot mess!

And stress leaks out of one person and into the next like a zombie virus, and so I, too, am stressed.  The stress of putting on the biggest event the Princess has ever hosted is next week–Debbie Stoller & Laurie Henzel are coming to party down upon the release of the BUST DIY Guide to Life, and we’re having a Sno-Glove

So, it’s October 21st, the rescheduled day of the Rapture. You know, when the good people get to go on up to a nice cloudy heaven where they get to eat pecan pie all day and watch back-to-back episodes of Snapped without guilt. Then there’s the rest of us, who will be strapped to uncomfortable chairs and forced to do our taxes while attending traffic school, endlessly, for the rest of time.

Thus far, the day is sunny, I’ve been fairly productive, and we only had a couple of earthquakes yesterday. Off to a good start.

But let’s say this is the last day on earth (and wouldn’t that wipe the smirk off our faces?). Makes me think, what would I like to be knitting if I had one day left on earth? And yes, of course I’d be knitting instead of out desperately searching for potable water and avoiding zombie hordes. As the undead scourge make a clawed grab for my tender ankles…just…one…more…row!

As many of you know, I’ve been on a Cookie A. run lately, making two pairs of socks from Knit. Sock. Love. So at the moment, I’m thinking her German Stockings. I’d like to make knee-highs that actually fit my tankles and gigantor calves. And I love the design. Not that I’m a big knee-high wearer, but still. They’d keep me warm on those chilly apocalyptic nights.

An army of people have made these: http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/german-stocking/people

But that’s just off the top of my head. So? One day left (though you don’t have to make something that can be finished in one day–those socks certainly wouldn’t be). Something you’ve always wanted to make. The clouds are gathering on the horizon. Is that thunder we hear?

What’s your ideal End of Days project? Testify in the comments, before the apocalypse wipes out the world wide webs.