A while ago my cousin gave me an unidentified ball of wool, it would have made pretty socks but seemed very fragile and unlikely to wear so I started to knit a shawl that I intended to give to her. As ever I had the not enough wool turmoil and though I produced a nice enough shoulder cover it certainly wouldn't have fitted my cousin. In that thinking aloud way I mentioned to Mr FF that I might pull it out and make something else, he gave me one of his lectures on wasting time. As far as I'm concerned, time spent knitting is never wasted whatever the out come and as a retired woman I do feel I have time to waste. At the age of 5 I stepped on to the hamster wheel of life and now at 60 I'm off it at last, my time is my own.
We had a similar conversation one day when he'd been out at meetings and I asked him to collect a few provisions on his way home, stressing that nothing was urgent and only if he had time and was passing shops. He came home with my order and cross that it had taken him 1.5 hours to find a shop and make the purchases. I reminded him that I'd said only if he had time and that I could easily go to the nearest village, about 8 miles away if necessary. His reply was that I couldn't be wasting my time travelling to shops.
I don't think he has any comprehension of the time I waste and what a luxury it is to be able to do so. At present I'm busy watching my first tomato turn red in the greenhouse and what could be nicer than laying in bed with the curtains wide open, drinking tea, contemplating the day ahead whilst gazing onto the garden. Note I don't do this during the week the window cleaners are due, I did get caught out once, had to sort of roll out of bed and crawl towards my dressing gown.And the little shawl, inspired by Tracy's post I'm going to pass it on to some charity that provides comfort for those who need it, so not wasted time at all.
I hope you have plenty of time to waste this weekend.