I'd rather be knitting?

So, I always hate those bumper stickers that tell you what the people driving would rather be doing. I get especially annoyed when the things they say they would rather be doing are abhorrent in my eyes, like "I'd rather be hunting," or "I'd rather be at Fenway." But I have come to a sad conclusion this week: I'd rather be knitting.

I would rather be knitting than doing the laundry that is piled up, all ready to go right into the machine, in the bathroom. I would rather be knitting than organizing my corner of the bedroom. I would rather be knitting than preparing a philosophy presentation on American Philosophy (which is actually a pressing matter for me at the moment.) And though I am not the type of person to put a bumper sticker on my car letting random people behind me in traffic know anything about me, I would rather be knitting than driving (almost) anywhere, at least anywhere I go on a regular basis in my car.

Maybe, right now, it's because knitting occupies my hands so well that I can't scratch the hives that have been covering portions of my body on and off for the last few weeks. Maybe it's because I can listen to music while knitting and not be distracted from the project in my hands. Maybe it's because knitting allows me to enjoy my other favorite procrastination pass time, watching The West Wing. Maybe it's just the soothing motion and clicking sound of working with needles and yarn. Who knows? But it's true nonetheless.