Me: I haven’t knit anything yet today. I got pulled away by a brown skein I had to wind that had felted in the scouring and was super-snaggy (just that one color, what was up with that) and it took me a long time. But I promised myself I would knit four rows a day on that thing and I need to get to it. At a minimum, of course, but four. I have to.
Him: You have to? Or you want to?
Me, looking at him: Yes.
So he asked it again.
I counted the amount of time out loud vs size of the project.
He still wanted to know, the little stinker: did I actually *have* to?
I grinned. Well. I’m going to call it a yes. So there.
Now let me just go do that fourth one. I had to stop to wind and scour another 150 grams of the black just now because to my surprise the first was running out. I must be getting something done here somehow after all.