When the Gods wanted to punish Sisyphus, they assigned him a task that could never be completed. This is not unlike being a mom. You do the laundry, it just gets dirty again. You feed the kids, they just get hungry again. You straighten up the house, it just gets messy again. You knit a sweater, you just have to frog it and reknit it again and again and again. I am Sisyphus and I knit.