Now that the cat’s out of the bag, and I “no longer need to swallow” I’m accepting any or all of your mismatched, poorly colored, silly, whimisical baby items, made specially by *you*. Unfourtunately, this weekend is a bust when it comes to stitch n bitch, since it’s Thanksgiving and all, but I have every intention of filling as many saturdays as possible with the company of my favorite crochet hooks and knitting needles.
Since finding out, I’ve decided that I’m going to do my best for the next year to finish all unfinished projects and ideas, and use up all that yarn I have kicking around so that I don’t start the new life still procrastinating or worse, gettting bored half way through and giving up. I have successfully finished a pair of socks (hard for me since it involves duplicating something) and I have picked up and am finishing the beautiful (how could I have put this down) cashmere shawl. Hopefully this means that I won’t buy new yarn for the next while, the plan is to whittle away at the stash.
Also, now that Chris and I are going to be moving, I will have a house, which means a basement, which means Angoras. MMmmmmmm. Angora. No sheep for me, but I’ll live with the alternative. Especially since it will make Chris Happier. Anything for that. God I love that guy.