I am ready to turn for the heel on my lacy sock. That means I have to concentrate. I have to look at my hands. I can't knit in the car. I can't knit and read. I can only knit and listen to the television set.
Gigi or anything with Fred Astaire are my movies of choice for this situation. The Phantom works too.
There's also the option of picking up a new project that won't require concentration.
Or doing no knitting for a few days, taking it easy on the elbows, hands, and shoulder. The latter choice would let me catch up on some grading, since 50 more papers are due to come in on Friday and 20 research papers on Tuesday. Sigh.
The thought makes me want to knit.