My world is getting dimmer.
The post where I admit my eyesight is failing.
The post where I admit my eyesight is failing.
Ripping out and starting over is like cheating and getting away with it. After all, I rip out all the time and I manage to convince people I’m a good knitter all the time.
Startitupitis – a condition that afflicts creative people with the overwhelming urge to start a new project. Or two. Or even three.
In where I am an easily distracted nerd who plays with yarn. Or, you know, any day that the sun comes up.
So I’m buying up yarn in the same colors over and over. I’m just fine with that. In fact, I may go get more.
My own knitting makes me relaxed and happy. Doing other people’s knitting makes me want to punch someone.
Instead of quick knits and hurried crochet projects, give the thing you really love.
I’ve been told more than once that in living a solitary life I’m missing out on many things. But I never did believe it.
Never take a knitting lesson from Yoda. He only cares about results, he’ll make you feel like a failure when you make a mistake, and he doesn’t care if you go and get your hand chopped off.
When feminists come for your knitting… here are some things you might tell them.