I had the most horrible day yesterday. After it was all done, I came home to realize that my kitchen ceiling was coming apart and water was dripping down. So i showered. And I cried. A lot. This did not make me feel better. This gave me a headache. But I wasn't getting the feeling that my usual Tea and sleep was going to make anything better either.
And so I started to knit. Two rows later I was feeling so much more calm and so much more centered and it felt like all of my troubles were falling away. I've only ever known that to happen in one other scenario (that thankfully used to recurr quite often) involving a boy. I was just amazed. Here I was, knitting this project I hated, with this yarn that I hated (Cascade Quattro), and I was feeling calmer than if anything at all had happened during the day.
Part of me wonders why this is, and the other part of me says, "Shhhhh! Just accept it and be happy that it works!"
So that's what I'm doing right now.